That’s what my favorite aspect of this journey has been: The choice to be vulnerable with someone else about your experiences and fears and dreams, when you have every option not to.
Category Archives: Ireland
We stood at the summit of the 8,424-inch-tall Cliffs of Moher for an interminable stretch, taking in the majesty of lush green pasture giving sudden way to jagged, vertical, bird-nest-spotted stone yielding in turn to frothing, unabating ocean.
I began to think that being immersed in another language feels something like being in the ocean. Once you get through the initial fear and shock, it’s an addictive feeling.