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I Fell into the (burning) Ring of Kerry

People say a picture is worth a thousands words.

People are wrong.

I spent my Valentines day weekend following the Ring of Kerry in SW Ireland, and to the people's surprise, my pictures don't do the natural beauty justice. I tried, countless times, to capture the breath-taking sights, impeccable sun-drenched mountain tops, the essence of Ireland in general- but a picture isn't worth a thousand words here, a simple picture just doesn't cut it.

The Ring of Kerry is by far the most amazing thing I have ever seen. It's a 179 km tourist loop that winds through mountains, beaches, and cute little towns. Even though it is a tourist attraction, you never feel the presence of people- it seems as if it's just you (and the 50+ people you're with I guess) and God's own creations. With sheep spotting the mountainsides like cotton balls, and the road that wraps itself so perfectly (and terrifyingly) close to the edge of the mountain, you truly feel immersed into the Irish countryside. Plus the fact that we had incredible weather for the whole weekend was so welcomed, especially since the sun don't shine here much- so we soaked it up to make Sheryl proud.

In less than 48 hours we were able to climb a mountain, galavant on a beach, scale the side of a medieval stone fort (oops. I hate heights), trek through a cave, marvel at a waterfall, and attempt Irish dancing and music lessons. Every single experience was incredible, but being able to get up close and personal with the Torc Waterfall in Killarney was by far the most spectacular-- plus I saw some guy fall into the water, which always makes any experience worth while.

But all in all, if you ever find yourself in Ireland, make the trip to South West Ireland and fall in love with the Ring of Kerry and every beautiful place it has to offer. I don't know what Johnny Cash was singing about in the Ring of Fire, but he obviously has never fallen into the Ring of Kerry.
At the site of the TransAtlantic Cable- Valentia Island, Co. Kerry.

Annie, are you ok?

What a view.

Thank you mom and dad!


Torc Waterfall, Killarney

"Don't Go Chasin' Waterfalls"...oops

Ladies View, Ring of Kerry

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