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Today we went to Newgrange, Co Meath and saw Knowth, then Newgrange.
The experience cannot be captured, nor shared, in pictures.
There is nothing more real than the rocks, the rough hewn patterns, the cold, black darkness in the temple itself.
And all of it is more real for the brilliant, green life all around in this beautiful landscape.
The visitors center has the trees labeled with ...
... breakfast, and so we settled in and prepared for a day out in the city. After a nice chat and warm Irish breakfast, we walked through St. Stephen's Green to the city center in search of City Hall. We arrived to procure our Festival badges for the next day's celebration, then continued on to the Guinness Storehouse, Rufio's personal Mecca. We spent a few hours touring the facility, pouring our own Guinness, tasting different brews and buying souvenirs.
... new Spanish friends (have I mentioned how much I adore them???). Once we arrived, the pub was a little quiet, but we noticed some of the people working on our hostel were setting up to play some music! This is where I finally tried a Guiness in Ireland. And let me confess, I did not care for it while I was in Canada, but it really is a different, more smooth taste here in Dublin. Insert- Ashley drinking pint very quickly here. After some time ...
We went to Bru Na Boinne today, one of the most famous bits of Ireland. The funny part is when we tried to talk to the locals this past week:
"Oh, so where'll yous be going after dis?"
"Well, we're planning on going to Bru Na Boyne and I'm not sure where else"
So theoretically, it's all big and famous! But, I figured it was one of those things ...
... before escaping to the spoils of its famed spa with
its complete top to toe treatment, with African ginger for firming and mongongo
nut for detoxifying, topped off with African potato for healing and repairing.
Sixty minutes of sheer indulgence for around £40, that leaves me invigorated
and renewed for the next stage of my journey.
With soaring strength in my stride and a sated soul ... And a jar of
that African potato stowed in my carry-on bag.