You were right....

Saturday 12:03AM. Belfast, Ireland.

You all said I wasn't going to miss you and be all nostalgic once I got here and YOU WERE RIGHT. Ireland is (at the moment) the most beautiful place I've ever been. I'm current'y sitting in a hotel in Belfast, drinking a beer, not knowing what to write, because it's impossible to write what I witnessed...

Because I've had too much to drink...

BUT SERIOUSLY

I'm not kidding, I've had quite a bit of Jameson. It's okay Mom and Dad, I'm in the safety of the Clayton Hotel lobby..... bar.

I'm gonna load some pictures as I drink my Harp..... I've finally had a Harp Maria and Graine!

To die for... facking tourists on the left.. 

To die for... facking tourists on the left..

 

Giants Causeway

Giants Causeway

Me and freckles and flowers and Mets

Me and freckles and flowers and Mets

Today was such an amazing day. I hate to mention how much missing people back home made me feel sad. I met these two brothers who reminded me of my relationship with my sister, Chelsea. They were besties who didn't hug; and the younger one, Steven, was making sure the older one, Peter, made it to his bus home on time. And you all know I'm my sister's (and our adoptive sister, Christina's) guardian.

And seeing all the couples on the hike today.... just made me want to push them off the cliffs.

GERONIMOOOOO!

Like I always said: Just a hop, skip, and a hair flip from taking over the world.