So, you might as well jump. I think this is appropriate this morning.

Why? You ask. Because.

Yesterday, I was finally feeling like a human being again. I managed to get two eggs and some toast down for breakfast. Were they the best eggs I’ve ever eaten? Yes. Perfectly cooked. I chased that with some bangers and mash for lunch and a lamb burger with chips for dinner. Ireland is my kinda place.

Well, enough about food. Yesterday, we spent the day exploring. Unfortunately, when we left the hotel in the morning, my suitcase had still not arrived, so I was stuck wearing inappropriate shoes all day. Which is making my calves feel like molten iron. The first place we went was the Cliffs of Moher. (pronounced more) Don’t you know them? They’re so famous.

Ridiculous. There were lots of signs everywhere for suicide hotlines.

And this next photo is for you, Furious Jessy:

We spent about three hours there. I took a shit ton of photos, but you’ll have to wait on those. I don’t have much time this morning. They are keeping me surprisingly busy.

And by they, I mean the Irish.

After the Cliffs of Moher, we headed back to the Burren (pronounced burn) to visit a 5000 year old portal tomb. The Burren is Gaelic for “huge beds of rock that were totally fucked up by a glacier” or something like that. The result of the glacier was one of the most beautiful and easy-to-break-an-ankle landscapes I’ve ever seen.

Keep in mind that that is, or at least was, one big sheet of rock. There are thousands of channels and grooves carved into the stone, both vertically and horizontally.

After that adventure, it was back to the hotel for a rest before we hit the pub for dinner. My suitcase still hadn’t shown up, and I was getting a bit crispy, so I went shopping. Rocking my non-crispy duds, it was dinner time. After dinner, I came to my room to find… wait for it… my suitcase.

This is the reason you got any photos whatsoever. My card reader, along with everything else that I needed, was in the suitcase. The only bad thing was that my container of mixed nuts had exploded and the contents had been ground into a fine powder. All over everything I had in the bag. Yesterday I was Crispy. Today I’ll be Dusty.

I have no idea what we’re doing today. I suspect there is a ferry involved. All I know is that breakfast starts in half an hour. Plenty of time to dance.

More soon. ~SC