A handful of years ago I was minding my own business online, probably checking my Myspace or sending an IM through AIM, when I stumbled across a photo of these green winding cliffs. The image was immediately burned into my mind.
Having no idea where the cliffs were located, I tucked the image into the back of my mind to be revisited at a later date. For years I would revisit this memory every so often telling myself, “one day I will go there.” I eventually discovered where the cliffs were located, but it would be another few years before I finally got to visit.
Dream became a reality as I stepped foot onto the Cliffs of Moher, and the memories of the internet image have forever been replaced by the images of seeing these cliffs in real time.
There are some places that no matter how touristy they are, you must visit. This is one of them – another beautiful example of mother nature at her best. A natural wonder for all to see. If you want to play it safe you can view the cliffs from a safe zone, but for brave souls you can venture past this zone and walk to the edge of the cliffs.
Disclaimer: I do not advise you walk right to the edge.
The path goes two separate ways, and I recommend going both ways. Even if just for a bit. The central hub is marked by a castle, because why not? You can pay a tiny price to walk up the stairs to get a view from the top of the castle, but I don’t think it was worth it. The views you encounter from the walk is more than enough.
The further away from the castle you get when going to the left, the better the view of the cliffs become. My copilot got to see me in my element, taking photos of the same spot from slightly different angles. She was a trooper. ❤
I just couldn’t help it. I was enamored. I was here. I had made it to the location I dreamed of for years. Plus, there were cows. Everywhere. Grazing on grass – go figure. A fellow American walked by a handful of people snapping photos of the cows (myself included) and made a snarky remark.
Him: “What, you guys have never seen a cow before?”
Me: “Not one that eats grass instead of being pumped with bullsh(%#* hormones.”
I was a little sassy.
We were blessed with amazing weather, but it was quite windy. Bring a jacket, or a scarf.
The drive from Galway to the cliffs was around 50 miles. From the cliffs we were to head another 150 miles to our evening destination. This was the longest day of driving (just under 6 hours) we had done yet, but the break in the middle spent at the cliffs was perfect.
I drove the final 150 miles to Waterville (our destination for the evening) with a head full of new memories, and a soul full of life. This is what life is all about, living, exploring, and replacing thoughts of what you think something will be like with the real deal.
Travel Tip: Find an image of something that speaks to your soul. Print it, make it your desktop background, and don’t stop looking at it until you see it in person.