This time last year I was home from the best trip. Eoghan and I packed his focus and left Longford, with seven days to get to Brighton and back. There was one goal, see as much as we could along the way.
So as I’ve mentioned before, Eoghan has moved back to Donegal. Our plan to see each other every couple of weekends hasn’t exactly gone to plan so I was literally over the moon when he last minute decided to come down Friday night. Sadly it was only the one night because he was working again Saturday but sure, I’ll take what I can get!
We finally did our Cork trip. We went to the city for a night and then made our way to Kinsale – the beginning of the Wild Atlantic Way, and continued it along as far as Mizen Head, somewhere we’ve wanted to go for a while.
Midway through January, we were off on a longer road trip. It had been months since we’d gone away for longer than a day, so with a couple of days to spare, we thought what better time. We were initially meant to go to Cork, but because of a few hiccups, car troubles and such, we were late leaving and headed for Galway instead.
About two weeks after our previous trip we headed off again, on a roll we were! This time, to find us some windmills.