April 28, 2015: One of the most compelling things I’ve observed in Ireland are the prolific, magnificent ruins. You’ll be driving along a narrow, winding country road, turn a corner, and see a crumbling castle or church. We came across one today, so I stopped to take a few photos. It was next to a field, and a group of large, docile-looking cows immediately headed my way. “Well, that’s cool”, I thought, watching them. About thirty feet from me, they charged, bucking and snorting, with only a waist-high stone wall between us. I’m glad I haven’t lost my ability to sprint!
