Ireland - To Galaway and Beyond
The best part of visiting a friend that lives in another city, is learning about the history and the people all while having a local guide. Having Jessica and Tom to chaperone me around Dublin, I ate food I probably would have missed if I were by myself, pubs that would have been quite boring to sit at alone with Guinness, and I wouldn't have learned about the culture of the Irish or their sad history. There is so much I didn't know about the country and the more time I spent learning about it, the harder it was becoming to want to come home.
After spending most of the week around Dublin, Jessica and I headed out to Galaway for a five day trip for my birthday. It was totally unexpected and probably the best birthday I could ask for. How often in life can you have a roadtrips with your best friend in Ireland? I knew from photos that Ireland was incredibly beautiful and rich in history, but I had no idea that the things I'd see over the next five days would be so breathtaking.
It's a shame that you can't stop at more places on the road for photos, but you literally take your life in your hands. The roads are tight, the speed limit is high, and you can stop, but there is a good chance you'll get creamed. Worth it? More than likely, but I was on vacation and if I wanted an adrenaline rush I would go sky diving.
When you grow up in a country like Canada, everything that is old is a hundred years or so old. In Ireland, the castles and ruins of past lives are hundreds of years old. The stories they tell, the people they served, the history of it all is more than my Canadian head can wrap itself around. When we happened to drive by this beautiful castle, all I could think about were the people that have sailed into these shores hundreds of years previous. At the time it must have been full of people, coming to trade food and supplies while the Irish Ravens cawed over head as they went about their business.
I took a walk around the outer wall of the castle and took the photos above of the ivy and flowers. I had this moment of romance, this walk could have been shared by many lovers, walking hand in hand beside the castle wall, talking and falling in love. I guess deep down, I am still that little girl that loves princesses and believes in the fairy tale romance of true love.
That's what this trip taught me, life carries on long after we are gone. These castles full of stories still stand long after the people have gone. Romance doesn't have to be a love story, it can be a cloudy day in Ireland between a girl and her camera. Telling a story between castle walls that until now, I never told.
Next post I will share my photos of The Cliffs of Moher.
Love 'til later 😉
Copyright Laura Polischuik | Photographer 2015