Stamps in My Passport

The final installment of the Irish Dream series! You made it 😉 If you haven’t caught part I, II or III you can find them here:

Day 5: After we said our goodbyes to Kinnitty Castle Hotel we packed everything into the rental car and drove over an hour to the ruins at Rock of Dunamase, to see the remaining structures and the beautiful scenic views. When we arrived the only car in the small parking lot was just leaving so we had the entire place to ourselves! We made our way up the path towards Dunamase and couldn’t believe our luck to have such an incredible place to enjoy and to be the only people there!

The ruins are absolutely amazing, the depth of the layers of rock and heavy stones used to create the walls is very impressive and the fact that these massive archways and elaborate structures are still intact is mindboggling. It truly felt like we had stepped back in time or been transported into a fairytale while we walked along the grassy knolls from one tier of the fortress to the next. We were surrounded by an endless sea of emerald green and brilliant yellow fields below. With dozens of ruins scattered throughout the countryside, seeming to just magically pop up out of the landscape. I felt like I was walking around in a dream. It was so breathtaking, I could hardly believe my eyes at the all encompassing natural beauty and captivating views in every direction.

Dunamase is unique in that it is the ruins of a 12th century castle built on the site of a 9th century fort. It can be seen for miles as you approach by car. To enter the ruins you must walk through an outer barbican, the arched outer gate that leads to the inner triangular barbican, whose outer walls have multiple arrow loops embrasures under the wall walk. Above that is the main gatehouse and on top of the hill is the massive rectangular hall with a 2 storey solar that is thought to be of the late 12th century. Seeing these ruins and walking through them you can feel the history and picture what it would have looked like operating in full strength, in it’s time.

“The Rock” as locals refer to it, is a spectacular historic sight that offers astonishing panoramic views and feels like you took a step back in time from the moment you walk between the remnants of the old drawbridge. We were dazzled by the incredible landscape, mesmerizing views and remains of the original structures while we wandered through each passageway and savored each viewpoint. The fact that the sun was shining, we had clear blue skies overhead and this otherworldly location all to ourselves made the experience even more special. If you’re wanting to experience the essence of the Irish countryside and understand the depths of the history, view the stunning scenery and get a feel for Ireland this is the place to visit! It is free & open to the public 24/7. Can’t get any better than that! *Tips: Plan to arrive early morning or late evening for sunrise or sunset views, I’ve heard it is magical! Also, bring layers as the weather can change rapidly in Ireland. It was bright blue, crystal clear skies when we arrived however clouds rolled in and covered over us in thick grey skies for a portion of our 2 hour visit. We were glad to have worn layers and could easily remove or add them as needed depending on the change in temps due to shifts in weather.

After almost 2 hours we walked down towards the car and decided to quickly stop at the historic church next to the parking area before heading on to our next destination, Russborough House Estate, in Wicklow County. Russborough is considered Ireland’s most beautiful Georgian Estate. It holds many treasures dated from the Renaissance to the 20th century, a world class art collection, and richly decorated interiors. The estate is situated on 200 acres nestled between the Blessington Lakes (filming location of Ps I Love You) and the Wicklow Mountains. The home is famous for it’s appearance in Haywire, Love & Friendship & Titanic: Blood and steel as well as a few other film features. Tours are offered daily every hour on the hour, but are recommended to be booked ahead.

Our tour guide Joan had a beautiful thick Irish accent which was lovely to hear as she described over three centuries of the glamorous lifestyles of the 1st Earl of Milltown & later the Dalys and Beit families. The home holds a stunning world class art collection, collection of literature and has remained largely unaltered since the 18th century! We were amazed by the beautiful chandeliers, arched ceilings with delicate hand carved plaster details, and the exquisite art collection with many pieces from King Louis XIV.

My favorite spaces were the large ballroom which is still covered with the original red velvet wallpaper and scuff marks on the wood floors from all the dancing that has taken place in the room. Another favorite was the library which can be reached by entering through a hidden jib door that looks like it’s part of the wall. The library is a cheery room with vibrant colors on the walls and carpet, walls lined with books and bookcase ladders, a large desk and globe and beautiful art. Some of the walls and ceilings were covered in a unique plaster details that I’ve never seen before.

Russborough is one of the best examples of Georgian architecture in Ireland and boasts ellaborate and ornate displays. The home is designed as a classical Palladian villa containing a grand hall, the principal rooms, two wings that housed the servants and stable blocks on both the east & west. A lengthy 700 ft. facade greets all who enter the stately home and overlooks the vast grounds with panoramic views.

At the end of our tour we stopped in the gift shop and at the cafe for a quick bite before heading south to our next destination, the Monastic City of Glendalough (pronounced Glen-da-lock). It was a beautiful 40 minute drive through the Wicklow National Forest & national park on our way to Glendalough. Once we arrived we walked to the Monastic City, which are 9th & 10th century ruins consisting of a round tower, St. Kevins Chapel, St. Mary’s Church, the priest’s house, the cathedral and a cemetary. The city was built between the 10th and 12th century with several of the crosses in the cemetary dating to the 6th century. One of the guides told me that the intricate details carved into cross grave markers were added to share the salvation story with the Irish people who were mostly illiterate at the time. It was interesting to see all of the details that have stood the test of time and are still very present even after centuries of being exposed to the harsh elements of an Irish winter. The setting couldn’t have been lovelier for the Monastic city, nestled in the foothills of the Wicklow Mountains, between a babbling brook and the upper & lower Glendalough lakes. The view is straight out of a storybook, complete with woodland creatures and scenic views in every direction!

A scenic 1 hour walk along the green road walk (take the green route) led us along Lower Glendalough lake, over to Upper Glendalough lake and back to the Monastic City. Upper Glendalough lake is so peaceful and serene, we enjoyed the stunning view and having the lake all to ourselves. You might recognize the view as it’s a location in the film Leap Year. The wooden walkway had lovely views, but I recommend bringing bug spray or bug repellant wristbands because the mosquitos and nats were intense!

After a walk back to the car we drove into Redcross, the location of our next accomodation. We rented the cutest cottage on airbnb called The Orchard as our lodgings for the next 2 nights. It overlooked a vast expanse of emerald green hills, a sea of golden rapeseed fields that stretched out to the east coast with views of the Irish sea. It was charming and had plenty of space for us to stretch out. Shortly after we arrived and I unpacked my things and wandered around the property to take in the views. At the end of the evening I headed upstairs to take my shower which ended abruptly when I realized the water wouldn’t turn on… I was already undressed so I quickly wrapped in a towel, called my cousin Andrea (Peach) to see if she could help me figure out how to get the odd contraption to work. I was puzzled as to why it wouldn’t start, I had tried everything that I’d done at our previous airbnb & at the castle but no matter which direction I turned the knobs or twisted the handles nothing changed. When Andrea walked into the room she noticed a small red cup with a string hanging from the ceiling right above the bathroom door and exclaimed “what does this do?” and immediately pulled the string, and of course that was the golden ticket. To my surprise water began to come out of the shower head at last. Which I found it quite odd for several reasons. Why would you think to place a random cup & string from the ceiling and hang it directly above the door? Is this a common thing in Ireland or just a quirky thing with this house? Also, for future guests it would be great if it was listed in the house information/packet at arrival so upstairs guests would be able to spot the string & know what it was for! I wonder who thought that would be the likeliest spot to attach a string that is required to be pulled in order for the shower to turn on… It was quite the learning experience! Such an odd location & peculiar thing to do in order for the shower to operate correctly! *Have your ever experienced anything crazy like this when traveling? Tell me in the comments!

Day 6: We were graced with a gloriously bright and sunny morning when I awoke and looked out the little window from my bedroom. With the clear day there was a lovely view out to the sea and I could see for miles. For breakfast we drove to the little sea town of Wicklow and stopped at a cute shop called Vital Cafe for some delicious fresh fruit smoothies & breakfast burrito/wraps before driving north to Kilruddery House and gardens. If you’ve recently watched the film “Irish Wish” on Netflix you’ll recognize the house (the tour guide was excited to tell us that it would be used for filming amovie on Netflix shortly after our visit. However she wasn’t at liberty to mention which one at the time. It was fun to watch the film recently and see so many locations in the house & across Ireland that we had been to). It’s also featured in the Tudors, Angela’s Ashes and Far & Away. We had a private tour of the home with a knowledgeable docent. Our tour was 45 minutes and consisted of the main floor entry, famous staircase seen in multiple films, the dining and main living spaces as well as the library and the orangery. The home has been owned by the same family since 1618 and currently has 3 generations of the family residing there. Interior photos were not allowed except in the orangery, the rooms are still used by the family daily and thus photos are prohibited. On the grounds are lovely gardens, a cafe, bio-diverse farm, picnicing areas, fairy garden, childrens playhouse area and over 800 acres of spralling land to explore.

Peach and I had a quick coffee/snack from the cafe and then we were on our way to Drimnagh Castle for our scheduled tour, we had booked prior to arriving in Ireland. It is required to prebook tickets & the cost for entry is 9 euros. Chico was a bit tired so he opted to sit this tour out and waited for us while we took the tour. Drimnagh is a meticulously restored Norman castle dating to the year 1215. It was once the esteemed seat of the de Bernaval family & the castle is now a heritage site. When we arrived we were greeted by a cute little duck family who were enjoying their morning swiming in the moat that surrounds the castle (this is the solely moated castle still standing in Ireland!)

Our tour guide Gearbrandt was very knowledgable and has been devoted to the restoration projects at Drimnagh for several years. The tour starts in the underground kitchens and works its way up to the little alcoves and newly renovated corners of the castle. You might recognize portions of the castle as seen in “Ella Enchanted” or “The Tudors”. A large garden on the grounds is used to feed the staff who oversee restoration projects and live near the castle. We were given tastes of lemon balm, mint and garlic onion from the garden at the end of the tour. We all agree this was one of our favorite places to visit and favorite tours. Gearbrandt was very outgoing, insightful and provided an excellent tour.

Dublins fair city. We arrived a little after 2pm found a car park and walked towards Dublin Castle. Our OPW heritage Ireland passes (you can find out more about them in Irish Dream Part I, II or III) provided us with free entry, otherwise tours are offered daily and run 8 euros for adults & 4 for children. Dublin Castle has been the seat of the Viceroy since the early 1,000’s and still used for presidential events. Each room is filled with ornate furnishings and oppulent decorations. The throne room is absolutely splendid! Queen Victoria and Prince Albert visited and their paintings hang in the gallery.

We were quite impressed with the exquisite decorations and beautiful details throughout the castle, we especially loved the state drawing room & the throne room. Both are elaboratately furnished, the ceilings are covered in intricate details, gorgeous chandeliers and life like paintings. We also admired St. Patricks hall which has one of the most incredible painted ceilings adorned with delicate details. The hall has held many balls and was once the meeting place for the Knights of St. Patrick & is now the location of the inauguration of the president of Ireland.

We were thankful for beautiful weather as we walked around the city. It enabled us to leisurely wander around the city, Trinity College where we caught a portion of their choir doing rehersals (it sounded angelic with their voices floating out into the square). Sadly we weren’t able to see the book of kells as it was so late in the day and they were about to close. However, the perfect sunny weather made up for that disappointment as we walked along the Liffey river, crossed the Ha’Penny bridge, popped into a few shops, wandered the streets of Temple Bar and grabbed a bite at Club Chili, a Thai restaurant near St. Anne’s Lane (the famous umbrella street). City life is definitely different than the quiet countryside we had gotten to know and were quite comfortable with. After our dinner we drove almost 2 hours back to our bnb in Redcross where we enjoyed a relaxing evening reading and chatting about our trip.

Day 7:

Foggy and overcast skies greeted us when we woke to prepare for a busy day. I sat in the sunroom while I sipped a cup of Lyon’s Irish blend tea while I quickly ate my bowl of oatmeal/porridge. Sunlight peered through the grey and warmed the cosy room while I waited for everyone else. Then we hopped into the rental car and made the hour + drive south towards Johnstown Castle just outside of Wexford. Our tickets provided a guided tour and entrance to museum exhibits and access to walk the grounds while we waited for our tour time. Elegant swans glided across the pond and beautiful peacocks greeted us on our walk along the trail between the castle and gardens.

During our tour we learned that Johnstown Castle underwent renovations several times and was once used as a military school. The grand staircase was removed to accommodate the students who used the upstairs bedrooms as dormatories. It was re-designed in a Neo Gothic style in the 1800’s. Hannah, our tour guide was hilarious and very engaging. She told some interesting insights and tales of the families who lived at Johnstown, all the drama and deaths of many of the famliy members. Her stories were very entertaining! My favorite rooms were the secret library accessed through a hidden jib door and the kitchens. A massive underground tunnel was used to allow the servants to come and go at the castle undetected by the guests and that is where the tour ends, after a long walk through the tunnel.

Tintern Abbey was our next stop and another location we were able to use our Heritage passes for free entry. The beautiful abbey was repurposed in the 1800’s into a farm estate and there are still many remnants of that evident today. Since it is a self guided tour we took our time to wander through the original portions of the Abbey, reading all the signage and observing many photos of what the original structure would have looked like. The exterior offers unique views of a medieval abbey. Down the lane is a picturesque medieval bridge and outcrop buildings, paths and a river that flows out to sea. Chico had fun flying the drone here to capture amazing footage of the overhead views.

Our next stop was Hook Head Lighthouse, the oldest operational lighthouse in the world!! It is over 800 years old and still in operation. Guided tours are available daily (must be pre-booked), unfortunately we weren’t able to book a tour prior to our arrival due to tours already being sold out. It was quite foggy and drizzled on us a bit while we wandered around the paths and attempted to see the views. Our last two stops were St. Drubhains Abbey which are creepy abandoned ruins. Crows circled overhead while we wandered around the grounds. It was pretty eery and felt a bit spooky with the foggy, overcast weather. We stopped at one more ruins before making the drive to Wexford for our last dinner in Ireland.

It was almost 9pm when we arrived back at the bnb. After we packed up our things and prepared for our departure the next day we drafted our top 10 list of sights/activities/locations over the course of the trip. Our list had 5 major categories and each of us suggested locations/places to include on the list and individually voted for 1 of 3-4 places/locations under each category.

Day 8: On our last morning I spent some time walking around the beautiful backyard, sat out in the sunshine as I sipped my tea and sat in the sunroom while I ate my breakfast. We loaded into the car by 7:30am and arrived at the airport by 9:30am to checkin our rental car and prepare for our 12:30pm flight. On the drive we went over our choices for our overall favorite destinations, activities, experiences and place we stayed.

We settled on Favorite place we stayed: Kinnitty Castle Hotel. Favorite Location overall: Rock of Dunamase. Favorite/most magical place to see ruins: Dunamase & Kanturk Castle ruins. Favorite natural landscape: Kilkee Cliffs & Cliffs of Moher tied. Muckross Abbey was our favorite historic abbey/church location. We all loved the Gap of Dunloe rugged terrain and majestic views. Johnstown Castle was our favorite guided tour & Dublin Castle was our favorite unguided castle that we toured.

Chico was booked on a seperate flight from Dublin to London than ours on the return trip home due to the airline not allowing him to book our flight with carryon luggage only. After he dropped us off he had to wait in a seperate area of the airport from us for his flight. We were supposed to all arrive with plenty of time at LHR and were booked all together for the long leg return flight from London to Portland. Our flight to London was on time and we had an hour to kill so we leisurely ate a meal at the airport, sipped coffee and relaxed before our flight.

Once we were onboard the flight quickly shifted from pleasant to unpleasant when the toddler behind us couldn’t be consolled. She ended up being sick all over her mom right at the same time I had shifted in my seat and caught a glimpse of the whole thing through the gap in the seats… It was a long 2 hour flight and we all felt bad for the poor toddler and her momma…covered in puke. We were glad to unboard and hopeful the next flight would be uneventful…

Our flight arrived on time at LHR with a little over an hour and a half layover, however that was the only good part of our time at LHR. The airport is massive & a chaotic mess of escalators, lifts, zigzagging walkways and the likes spread across 5 seperate terminals. With several that require a tram/train to reach! Flying into this airport (unless it’s absolutely necessary) is not recommended as it’s one of the busiest in the world & successfully reaching your connecting gate is like an olympic sport! When we reached the international security we scanned our tickets and were alarmed when the machine said our flight was cancelled. After attempting to scan each of our tickets and the screen read different things several times and kept showing cancelled/delayed flight we opted to see one of the airline clerks to seek assistance and confirm if our flight was indeed cancelled. Thankfully the flight was fine and on time, for some reason the system had a glitch and I’m grateful we hadn’t tapped on the “reschedule/cancel” option that the screen had prompted us to do. After that was all cleared up we weaved our way through the first section of international security and stood in a long line.

Once we made our way to the the front of that security section my bag & Po’s were flagged because of a small hard back book we had purchased in Ireland. They removed and swabbed the book with something that looked like a q-tip, and promptly handed it back to us. At the next step in the security my passport didn’t scan into their machine correctly & I was questioned by the agent if my name had changed…”uhhh not in the last 3 hours while I’ve been on a flight from Ireland to England & been here, in the airport”. Then the lady asked if my name was correct and my birthdate because apparently the gate agent in Ireland who checked us in for our flights mis-typed my information. After a 20-30 minute delay while they corrected this mistake we had to rush through the next round of security checks.

While we were in line we were told to dump all of our liquids from our clear pouches/quart size travel bags into one of their approved 100 milliliters liquid bag, then we were to stand in seperate lines and place all of our belongings on the conveyor belt to be screened (similar to security scans in the states). However, Peach and I got through & were able to retrieve our belongings but Po was not. Her bag had been flagged and for some reason the staff refused to look through Po’s bag. We waited around for about 10 minutes and she told us to go down the escalator and wait by the lift we needed to take to the next terminal and she would meet us there. Peach and I waited for another 25+ minutes and started to worry that we might miss our flight if she wasn’t able to catch up to us. So we tried to call or text her but realized she probably didn’t have access to her phone (which was in her bag, still waiting to be searched by the security). From our vantage point we could see her standing & waiting (she was standing near a clear plexiglass wall, on another level above where we were).

After another 5 to 10 minutes Peach and I decided to try to yell “Po” loudly enough to capture her attention, so we shouted in unison and waved our arms but unfortunately all that resulted from that was people around us looking at us like we were crazy and Po couldn’t hear us at all. We attempted to hollar for Po 2 more times before giving up and deciding we should take the lift to the next section of the airport, ride the tram to another terminal, try to find our gate and see if we could hold the plane for Po and text her all the information so she could try to meet us there.

When we finally arrived at the correct terminal a man in a blazer approached us and asked if we were Mrs. Landis & Mrs. Gibson to which we replied “yes”, then he said “come with me they’re waiting for you”. He escorted us directly to our gate and we were greeted by two stewardresses who told us we needed to board immediately. We told them the dilemma and that we were waiting for two friends who were on the flight as well. One who had been held up at a security check point and the other who was coming from another flight. They insisted that Chico was not on the manifest stating that he didn’t exist, and that we couldn’t wait for Po. They stated we must board the flight and make a choice to either 1) leave our friend and board the flight without her 2) stay with considerable expense to us, expected our of our pocket due to lack of flights (apparently there were no other flights from the England to anywhere in the USA for the remainder of the day or the next one… according to the airline staff who were badgering us to get onto the plane and leave Po behind.)

At this point we were getting iritated and flustered with the staff for the immense pressure they were putting on us, not understanding that security was holding our friend up who didn’t have her phone or any way to reach her and had no money on her so we would not be leaving her behind. Our tickets had been purchased together and we would be flying home, together! We had no idea what to do next, we knew that Po didn’t have cash or access to money & that Chico had her credit cards in his wallet. We had just learned that he was now booked on another flight and since we hadn’t been able to reach him so we had no idea if his flight was on time. The staff kept pressuring us to make a split second decision to either leave Po behind without warning. No idea if she had received her purse and phone back from the security yet or if she was stuck without access to her phone. I tried calling and texting her but it went directly to voicemail.

It was so much pressure with the airline staff constantly commenting that we would be out thousands if we missed the flight and repeatedly stated that it would be on our dime and not the airlines responsibility. Talk about a stressful situation! We were exhausted from running through the airport and rushing to reach the gate to try and hold it for the flight, we hadn’t had time to eat, drink any water or use a restroom in over 3 1/2 hours from before we had started our descent into London, deplaned, gotten through security and ran to our gate. Peach and I tried to quickly decide what to do and determined we would not leave her behind although the staff gave us 5 minutes to decide to board the plane or be stuck without a flight.

With our blood sugar tanking and feeling a bit dehydrated and frazzled from the adrenaline rush we both silently prayed God would work a miracle and get Po to the gate in time or help us find an affordable solution to get us back home. Then all of the sudden, out of nowhere we spot Po, in the distance running towards us. When the airline staff learned she was on the way they made an overhead announcement for the plane to “stand down” as she had arrived. Apparently just in the knick of time. They sent us through their boarding scans, down another lift and escalators, across a long tarmac corridor and finally onto the plane. We were the last 3 to be seated and a steward came and told us we would have to cram our carryon bags and small rucksack I had around my shoulder into multiple overhead lockers.

Once all of our bags were safely stored we sat, for another 30+ minutes before the plane began to back away from the gate… So who knows, maybe we could have had a little more time and not been so pressured to board after all. As we settled into our seats we all recaped our stories of the afternoons events that led to our rush to get onto the plane. Po had no idea that we had attempted to shout her name or tried to get her attention, she hadn’t been able to hear us from where she stood. She had been trapped waiting for her bag to be searched for over an hour before they finally looked through it and realized the “security” issue was her phone charging cable. Apparently it was “suspicious” looking on the scan. While she stood there waiting the security staff searched through 2 other peoples things and then promptly sat down and exclaimed they were on strike. They refused to look through her bag so she was completely stuck until a new staff member came and quickly searched her bag and handed it to her.

All of that stress, pressure and chaos because of a phone cord! We couldn’t believe it and were in somewhat of histerics as we all chuckled about the absurdity of the events that nearly left us trapped at the LHR airport. Thankfully Chico had managed to text Po that he had safely landed in England at LHR (his flight from Ireland had been delayed, hence his inability to respond to our messages and his name not being on our flight manifest. The airline had removed him and rebooked him on a flight the following day). So we knew he was safe and wouldn’t arrive home until the day after our flight landed.

About 3 hours into our flight we were served our 1st meal. After eating we were finally able to relax a little after the adrenaline had worn off from the excitement and angst to board our plane and we were all attempting to get a little rest. Peach was already asleep, Po had almost fallen asleep and I had just put my eye mask on and was listening to the calm app while I drifted off to sleep. I was between the stages of sleep and nearly asleep when BAM a loud thud to my left jolted me awake. It was so loud I thought maybe something had hit the plane for a second, it was so disorienting but then I felt something brush against my arm that startled me as well. I bolted upright, removed my eye mask and tried to orient myself in the dimly lit plane. I looked to my left and saw Po kneeling on the floor next to someone who was spralled out in the walkway. I reached to my right and patted Peach on the arm and said I think Po might need your assistance (both are nurses), it looks like someone was hurt. Peach popped open her eyes, took a minute to orient herself and said what is going on?

A woman had been feeling woosey and attempted to walk to the restrooms which were a row ahead of our seats. She had fainted right next to us and nearly clipped Po as she went down, her head just missing metal bits attached to two flight attendant jump seats and metal siding on the doorway to one of the restrooms. Po was the first to see it happen and immediately knelt next to the woman to see if she was alright. When she fell she must have broken her nose because there was blood and she vomited on Po’s pants. All of Po’s nursing experience was to a benefit for the poor woman, as Po helped her turn her head so she wouldn’t aspirate on the vomit or blood and called for the stewards aid in cleaning up the woman and the area. As a thank you, once the woman was attended to and taken to her seat, the head steward brought Po a dusty bottle of champagne. *Po doesn’t really drink much but I guess it was a nice gesture..? Although, Po had to ride the rest of the 11 hour trip home with another persons vomit and blood on her pants… So, perhaps a free flight or airmiles would have been a nicer gesture 😉

Whew… After all the excitment and craziness of the day we finally resettled but were unable to sleep so we watched Downton Abbey episodes in unison, read, tried to nap off and on and spent plenty of time chit chatting for the remainder of the 9 hour flight. Once we finally arrived in Portland we were relieved & so thankful to be back on American soil. It was still another 2+ hours to get through customs, retrieve our luggage and make our way to our car and another 2 hour drive home.. but we finally made it home safe and sound!

Our trip was a fairytale adventure that we hope we can recreate someday, although we would definitely skip all the chaos that ensued during the long travel day home the next time around haha 😉 Have you ever experienced crazy travel mishaps or experiences at an airport? Have you ever missed a flight?? What did you do? Tell me about it in the comments below! I’d love to learn from your tips and experiences 🙂

If you’d like to copy or have a similar trip (Minus the crazy events at LHR airport on our return home) you can purchase our exact itinerary, along with printouts for planning, helpful tips & worksheets to help you stay organized & create your dream Irish getaway at these links:

Until the next adventure, happy travels!

~Krista

Some helpful links: https://www.theirishroadtrip.com/best-glendalough-walks/, https://killruddery.com/, https://www.drimnaghcastle.org/, https://dublincastle.ie/, https://johnstowncastle.ie/johnstown-castle/, https://heritageireland.ie/

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