Ireland Trip: Day 6

I think I've finally gotten over the jet lag.

I've never flown quite as far as to Ireland before, having never left the country. So when jet lag set in for me Wednesday night in Cashel, boy was I knocked off my feet.

Upon arriving in Ireland, I landed in Shannon airport, an airport that make Tahlequah's strip look as big as Tulsa's. Mom, Molly and Laura picked me up and off we went, making our way down to Cashel. That day I got my first glimpse of Ireland.

Ireland is definitely as green as people say it is (I've never seen so many different shades of green in my life), but there's more to the countryside than that. The vast and different terrains we've encountered in the three days I've been here are unbelievable.

I've been to the Rock of Cashel, the Waterford Crystal Factory and Trinity College in Dublin to name a few, and as much fun as I'm having, I'm worn out. Tomorrow we are heading up to Armagh, the town in which Laura and I will be staying for the next four weeks. I'm anxious to see what the town is like, but I don't want this leg of the trip to end. Saying goodbye to Mom and Molly will suck, because we've had a great time together. But that's a couple more days away. Right now I think I'm just going to hit the sack and get some rest for the remainder of our trip.

I'll try and check in later, but I'm not sure when I'll have Internet access again.