O.k. I have been slacking on writing about the remainder of the trip. In part because I have been so busy and in part because I suppose it didn't have the happy ending for which I had secretly hoped.
After my time in County Claire/the
burren region of Ireland, I drove down to
Killarney. I spent my first night there, and the remainder of the nights in
Tralee. I must say that the B&B where I stayed in
Killarney was by far the nicest place I stayed the entire trip..and they were all in the same price range. If you are ever in
Killarney (and I am sure you are all like..yeah..next time I am there)..then you should check out
Fairview Guest House..but only if you get a good rate. Anyways, first day there I of course met up with Irish James. Strange when you meet up with someone whom you haven't seen face to face in years and you are able to just sit and talk like you have been living down the road from one another for years. Anyways, we spent day one of county
kerry driving around some spots around the Ring of Kerry..and walking around in this park close to
Kenmare. We went out to a pub that night..and I got chatted up by an old guy..shocking. Next day we met up and drove (i.e. James drove..who in their right mind let's me drive them around in a foreign country?) around parts of the Dingle Peninsula. Dreary day but still amazing
scenery. Then at this point the plan was to go to other parts of Ireland..um..that didn't happen. Day Three we hung out after he took a half day from work. We watched movies and just caught up. Day Four I drove down to Cork City for the day. This was the city where I stayed when I studied abroad. Much of the city was the same, but I was sad to see that several places around Dean's Hall where I stayed had closed and were replaced. Then I had to force myself to leave and drove back to Dublin.
Of course I have given you simply the summary of what we did..not the emotions etc. Let's just say it is never good to go spend 4 days with your first love. I have left out the part where I hit on him to find out he had a girlfriend. (Yeah..who feels stupid now). I have left out all the tears that were cried on both ends. In fact I started to call it
cryfest 2007. I cried so much that by the end there weren't any tears left. Heartbroken. That is what I am now. I have never felt so much pain in leaving someone. I almost turned around and drove back...4 hours..to spend just a few hours with him. It just hurts so much. And now I have thoughts that I shouldn't be having and suddenly I am this love struck girl. It is all so stupid. I feel so stupid now. Why do I still have these feelings? Is there a concept of the "one" or are their multiple "ones"? I know as you are reading this you think I am crazy. I mean really he lives in Ireland. However you ever meet someone with whom you just connect and seem to be compatible? Really I could ramble and ramble and there just aren't enough words and there doesn't seem to be a way in which I can adequately explain this and all that happened. Bottom line is that he doesn't want to be with me though and this is what I have to
face So here I am truly heartbroken.
On a lighter note..I had to pay damage on my car. 100 euros for the damage to the hub cap. I doubt the darn thing cost that..but whatever. I was upset after leaving
Tralee..and my suitcase zipper almost busted..and I had been lost in Dublin for 1 hour..so I just
didn't' care. I was like here..just charge it..get it over with. Dublin was
ok...a bit city..too big for my taste...but I liked the Temple Bar area where I stayed. Although the longest
loneliest night ever perhaps. Anyways, I am back and well over any jet lag. I could whine and whine about my feelings, but I won't. I always said my experiences in Ireland were like a sappy love movie..although one that really does end bad. I wouldn't pay to see..that's for sure.
