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Travels Abroad, Part 3: The British Isles

I've never been a fan of London, so I hereby apologize to all of you out there who have a big fat fetish with that place. To me, it's just another city, so I'm just going to share the single highlight of this particular visit:



My best friend at the time was studying in Edinburg, Scotland, so we caught the train a-way up north and spent a couple of days with her. The most forgettable (and I say this because I had to be told a few days later) experience in this city involved Strongbow Cider, Jack & Coke, and Bailey's Irish Cream. Ew, you say? Um, yes. By the time my friends decided I should probably start drinking water, I couldn't hold my glass and spilled the water on the carpet. I promptly scooped it back up, and guzzled it, crying "I don't want to waste our resources!" And that was my intiation into the world of alcohol. (No, not sharing pictures.) But you can see this, from our hike just outside the city:

How wholesome.


Ireland would have to be, far and away, my favorite of these three stops. They call it the Emerald Isle for a reason, and I've always been a fan of green.


The Giants' Causeway (thanks Silverwolf). It involves a story of two quarreling giants trying to build a bridge across the water so they could fight one another:


And here's me, holding my trusty Minolta. A little chilly for the beach, I know, but you take what you can get.


To anyone planning a trip: I'm not always a fan of guided tours, but I highly recommend the Irish Rover weeklong tour. It's a very efficient and informative way to see the incredible diversity of this island. Beautiful southern Ireland with its yellow gorse and picturesque sunsets. The strange treasures of the west. Strife-riddled Nothern Ireland with its mural memorials and rich history. It's almost too much to see on your own unless you have weeks...