It struck me today that I should have been keeping some sort of travel journal this year. I think I was so swept up in the chaos of leaving my hometown for the first time in my entire life and coming to Ireland that recording the experience was almost impossible. Now that a few months have passed (eleven, to be specific) and I am preparing to leave again, a lot of my experiences are becoming cohesive.
One thing I love about Ireland is how complicated the sky tends to be. One moment it’s bright and serene and the next it’s black and tempestuous. The wind will rip your umbrella right out of your hands. I’ve seen many people slamming their umbrellas against walls and stuffing them into bins, and have also been a victim of several umbrella disasters. It doesn’t really help to prepare for the weather in any way because it will do what it wants.
Anyway, these are photographs I took when the sky was being particularly dramatic. I’ve never lived in a place where rainbows just randomly shoot out of the mountains, but it’s great.