25 stupid things I already miss about Ireland

I’m a very sentimental person, especially when it comes to being nostalgic. I could go on for hours about some happy or bittersweet memory, and I have to admit I’m one of those people who tells people present for an event about the event, just because it’s such a great story. And if there’s one place I’ll be sentimentally nostalgic about for a long time (forever), it’s Ireland. After a year and a half in Galway – getting my Master’s in Literature and Publishing, meeting amazing people, exploring one of the most beautiful countries I’ve ever seen – I moved back to the United States last week. On one hand, I’m excited; I have plans to move across the country in the next few months and I’m looking forward to a new adventure. On the other hand, I miss Ireland already. I could make this blog post about all the wonderful people I met and all the amazing places I visited and how much I love Galway even when it rains for two weeks straight. But c’mon, that’s mushy, I’m not going to make ye read that. Instead, here are 25 of the silliest things I already miss about living in Ireland:

  • Getting garlic-cheese chips AND curry-cheese chips after a night out.
  • Cans by the Spanish Arch (or anywhere else)
  • Every sentence containing “Ah,” “sure,” or “be grand”
  • “Ah, sure, be grand” also being a complete sentence in itself
  • That ridiculous Garth Brooks/Croke Park saga

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Looking back (aka obligatory 2014 picture post)

Killarney, co. Kerry (13 December 2014)

Ever since I arrived in Ireland, I’ve been told that County Kerry, and particularly Killarney, is one of the most beautiful parts of the country. I finally got the chance to see it for myself this weekend and I was definitely not disappointed.

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