We went up to the north west part of Ireland today, near Donegal and Sligo (pronounced SlyGoh, you're looked at like you're uttering obscenities if you say SleeGo).
When checking out of our Cork hotel the girl at reception said, "Oh, that area is really beautiful! You'll love it there." I think what she really meant was the accent in that area is really beautiful. Not that the the scenery wasn't, but I don't think I can kidnap the scenery and take it home like I threatened to do with some of the people I met at the castle hotel we stayed in.
And yeah, you read that right. Mel's wish of staying in a castle and being a princess for a day came true, complete with breakfast in bed the next morning. My wish, though a bit less lofty also came true when no castle ghost tried to murder me in my sleep.
Maybe we were spared the ghost visit since we were staying in the Tom Watson room...and he hasn't died yet.
Ryan
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