A Breath of Fresh Eire
Reluctantly bidding farewell to Dingle, we set off for Kenmare and the land of my grandparents. We passed through part of the ‘Ring of Kerry’ on our journey – narrow … Continue Reading →
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away"
Reluctantly bidding farewell to Dingle, we set off for Kenmare and the land of my grandparents. We passed through part of the ‘Ring of Kerry’ on our journey – narrow … Continue Reading →
As the Aer Lingus plane prepared for landing, I had my face glued to the window for my first glimpse of Ireland… it was just as I imagined… green of … Continue Reading →