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After munching a few of my lunch crackers I stood up and continued my journey to Innisfree. Once past the river and bridge the path cut through a forest. The trees had thin trunks, like they were young, and the … Continue reading →

     In Ireland the busses don’t run on Sunday. It seemed obvious to both Patrick and I once we heard this piece of news, but it meant we were stuck. It was Saturday afternoon and we were stuck in the … Continue reading →