Quietest St. Patrick’s Day ever. (Photos)
Weather is always a fair topic in Ireland. Even when the weather itself isn’t.
Despite the best efforts of academia, my irreverence is still lurking.
Once upon a time I had no idea what chicken adobo was. Now I want to visit the Philippines.
Crisp Catalonian air kisses you on the cheek… Costa Brava in winter is indulgent and beautiful.
So you’ve found that amazing airfare to Reykjavík and just had to grab it! But what do you bring?
Delighting in Welsh Christmas Traditions at the adorable Cardiff Christmas Market
Be as sneaky as old timey Venetian politicians while learning all the secrets of the Doge’s Palace!
Every once in a while, Ireland has a summer. You’d think it would be a rather regular occurrence, but I assure you it is not.
Summer has finally arrived! I should probably *knock wood* when I say that, but I’m still basking in the glow of a glorious, sunny Ireland.
“What happens in Ireworld on St Paddy’s day, sis?” my brother asked innocently.
When what to my wondering eyes did appear, but an An Post carrier in sprightly green gear!
Iceland is a country of glorious scenery – and it just got more accessible.
I made a comment on Facebook. People replied, suggesting I know nothing about Ireland.
When you travel, finding the right words to communicate can be a struggle. It may be a matter of simple politeness, ordering the right ingredients for your pizza, knowing the difference between trousers and pants, or even how to find emergency services.
People can turn a travel nightmare into a hilarious adventure, and a quiet cup of tea into a golden memory you cherish for the rest of your days.
Perhaps you’ve noticed the sound of crickets around the blog. Here’s why.
Outlook shift, change in venue, and …hello again, Agonda Beach! Nice to meet you.