Exactly two years ago, I was sitting in a bed, hungover and in a fight with my liver after meeting Abbey, of A Chick With Baggage, in Dublin.
For four days, we took on Ireland, hitting the Jameson Distillery, Guinness factory and pretending we owned Temple Bar. The day before St. Patrick’s Day, we, along with two of her friends, drove her tiny car across the country to Galway, where Abbey was living.
To celebrate St. Patrick’s Day IN Ireland … what an experience!
Here, Galway surrenders to the twilight of evening, the day after celebrating St. Patrick.