Megan wasn’t feeling well and so had been staying in the house for the previous few days. Cabin fever set in as she missed the outdoors and all that it had to offer: the sunshine, her friends and berries. Mindy and I had become fond of Megan; after all, she was the very first resident […]
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Food isn’t necessarily the first thing that comes to mind upon the mention of Ireland and even if you do think of traditional Irish food, it usually comes to mind only after images of lush green countryside, James Joyce and perhaps even Guinness. As vegans, however, food is one of the first things we consider when […]
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I should have known that my evening in the Dublin airport would be eventful when the excelerator in the bus that had picked me up in Sligo suddenly stopped working about a mile away from the airport. We began inching our way every so slowly as we drifted in neutral as far as we could […]
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Strandhill is a small community located just outside of Sligo Town on the west coast of Ireland. Perhaps most popularly known for its surf, Strandhill lies along the Wild Atlantic Way and sits at the base of Knocknarea, a distinctive mountain with history dating back to the Stone Age. With powerful waves crashing against the […]
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