Traveling through History

My bonnie lies over the ocean. (I don't feel about that.)

This is How(th) we do it.

Catacombs and power rankings

Part 2 of the trip to Christ Church Cathedral - this one containing an embossed human heart.

Just up the road from St. Patrick's Cathedral is Christ Church Cathedral. That was our second stop on our last day of the trip.

Part 4 of the series of St. Patrick's Cathedral - Lady Chapel. (I'm not sure who the lady is.)

Lighting and transepts.

Cathedral architecture nerds, welcome.

I wish there had been some "nonny nonny hey" music playing while we were. here. Alas.

Windows and doors, windows and doors, hallways til I reach you. (That's not even close to what The Head and The Heart sang.)

You may say that our love is only half-real...

Continuing our visit to the Galway Cathedral, this time we focus on the architecture a bit.

Galway was adorable, but the Galway Cathedral was the main place I wanted to visit - and it was lovely.

You know what's wild? The Atlantic Way.

The Cliffs of Moher were breathtaking, but I think I liked The Burren even better. It is a 500-kilometer karst landscape. It's a sea of limestones that are filled with fossils, rare vegetation, and the Aran Islands across the Galway Bay are an extension. They're wild and raw and beautiful. They're not traditionally beautiful, and they are so vast. They are butted against the water, and the wind whips at you as you look out over them. They are fantastic, and a totally di

Continuing on our walk along the Cliffs of Moher, we moved past the bird and closer to the tower and beyond.

A very photogenic air-monster.

On the day after the ISU game, we took a bus trip to the Cliffs of Moher, the Burren, the Wild Atlantic Way, and Galway.

One of my favorite things about Rome is that you can see parts of human skeletons all over the joint if you look hard enough. For example, if you go into the church just past the Bocca della Verita (Mouth of Truth), you can find what is reputed to be the severed head of St. Valentine. Don't say I never got you anything.

The River Liffey and downtown Dublin area