Tag: nostalgia
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The Place that Means the Most
Ireland is where I’ve gone every year I’ve been alive. It’s the familiar smell of dampness, old musty pubs, and wafts of BO that you just don’t get in the states. It’s spending hours in town people watching and listening to the musicians on Grafton street, stopping every hour or two for a coffee or…
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Favorite Places and Nagging Feelings
It could just be nostalgia from walking the path for as long as I can remember, but the Clontarf Seafront, down to Bull Island and Dollymount Strand is my favorite place. It’s a little over a mile from the house in Killester where I’ve visited every year since I was born, and is the first…
Somewhat Irish Girl 