I dream of going to Ireland.
First stop would be Dublin, maybe stay a night or two. I’d like to indulge the sights of the city with pints of local beer through a pub’s window. And then I fade into the country side – all sobered up. Driving solo en route to see old castles like Kilkenny and Carrickfergus. I imagine myself pressing on for more countryside experience and more dead-ends. I end my trip with a renewed spirit basking in the beautiful stretch of the Cliffs of Moher.