In all my travels, Port, Donegal was one of the most magical places that I’ve ever been. Port has been called “the most remote and least visited corner of Ireland.” The nearest neighbors are three miles up the road. I’m still surprised that we even found it considering that you can take only one road to get there.…… Continue reading Port, an Abandoned Irish Famine Village in Donegal
I saw something amazing last night over the Irish Sea. A devilish red sunset which nearly melted our plane. There were towering castles in the distant which were made of thick black clouds. Below us were rolling hills of puffy things. God was simply exhaling. This picture isn’t mine, but it’s the closest thing I could…… Continue reading God Exhaling Over the Irish Sea
Just outside of Baile Átha Cliath (Dublin) via the Dart is the small seaside village of Bré (Bray). Just north of Bré is another seaside village of Na Clocha Liatha (Greystones), which is about a three-hour walk from said place. Beginning in Bré there’s a shorter ‘cliff walk’ that you can take to Na Clocha Liatha, but you…… Continue reading Pictures of Walk from Bré to Na Clocha Liatha
Taken by my father on a trip to the fatherland in the 1980s. This stunning pictures captures a life that is slowly fading away in Ireland. A journal and more pictures from the trip can be found here.
My Ma just showed me the journal that she kept along the ride. Notice as well some of the great pictures. My favourite is the one of the two Irish men with the bicycle. Interestingly, my parents visited Trinity College Dublin (where I now teach and research). One of the pictures is where I often…… Continue reading Personal: The time my Ma and Dad went to Ireland (circa 1980)