Road Trip in Ireland

These were taken on a road trip through Louisburgh and Clifden in the west of Ireland and up the Sugar Loaf in Wicklow.

While the Sugar Loaf is easy to climb, Croagh Patrick is not! You can see all the Croagh Patrick photos are taken from a distance… I have had one failed attempt so it’s on my to-do list!

Croagh Patrick
Croagh Patrick
Croagh Patrick
Croagh Patrick
Sugar Loaf
Sugar Loaf

sugarloaf

Road to Leenane
Road to Leenane
Road to Leenane
Road to Leenane
Kylemore Abbey, Connemara
Kylemore Abbey, Connemara
Kylemore Abbey, Connemara
Kylemore Abbey, Connemara
 Carrowniskey, Louisburgh
Carrowniskey, Louisburgh
 Carrowniskey, Louisburgh
Carrowniskey, Louisburgh
Louisburgh
Louisburgh

Iguazu Waterfalls

Rainbows and waterfalls…it doesn’t get much better! From the Brazil side you can see the falls from a distance and take in the scale of the 275 waterfalls. On the Argentinian side, you are up-close to the falls and can get a boat right into the cascades! Watch out for the coatis which are nicknamed the ‘thieves of Iguazu’- the seemingly cute furry animal grabbed my lunch from my hands and devoured it!

‘Garganta del Diablo’ (Devil’s Throat) by Alfonso Ricciutto
(A poem inspired by Iguazu Falls)

Let your soul be satisfied
with the strange beauty of this landscape
that though you have searched the world in your travels
you can never find anything such as this

Good and evil, dynamic and changing
find it here. From its name.
Keep in your heart, humble man
this constant truthful message

Meditate and feel the deep emotion
contemplating the vibrant paroxysm
that the eternal mist surroundsAnd do not try to describe it with your voice
Just lean your forehead against the abyss
that is the mirror of the word, God

First days in Buenos Aires

‘Any laptops, ipads, liquids?’

This all too familiar airport chant did nothing to reassure me as I went through security before boarding my flight to Buenos Aires.  Argentina had been number one on my travel list for years but as I stood there in my ultra nerdy hiking boots, a Northface fleece and a oversized rain jacket, I really questioned what I had got myself into. I had booked to go over for three months by myself and had organised nothing except for the first night’s accommodation.

To fully comprehend my growing horror at this situation, it’s important to understand that I had a pathological fear of doing anything by myself. If a friend wasn’t able to make a gym class, I wouldn’t go either. If I found an evening or weekend course that looked interesting, I would never consider doing it unless I could enlist a friend to do it with me.  And as for having a meal by myself- I would rather go hungry.

While sitting at the gate, I began for the first time to think of the logistics of the trip ahead. For over three years I had been determined to go to Argentina and I had quit my job at Google three weeks before the departure so I’d had plenty of time to devise a plan.  For so long I had been drawn to the ‘Paris of South America’ and all that went with it- tango, steak, red wine and lots more steak but I hadn’t worked out the practicalities like what I would spend my time doing over there.

The panic slowly set in- how was I going to fill 12 whole weeks? Would I make even one friend? Would my Spanish be sufficient to communicate with the porteños?

While on the verge of having a panic attack, a man who must have been the twin brother of Mexican heart-throb Gael Garcia Bernal sat down next to me.  Ok, I thought, things are looking up.

Buenos Aires Photos