The best of the best

As I have discussed many times before, Ireland is one of my absolute favorite places on earth. The BEST. So clearly if 2 great girls from Norway and a hot stud from the states come to visit me in Ireland at the same time....well that's bound to be the highlight of my season.

All three were absolutely fantastic at going with the flow and consistently game for anything. We hung out in town while it was pouring rain, chased sheep, and walked to Killarney on the last day. Well, almost to Killarney. We did take a "jaunting car" that picked us up just past the cascade but that only shaved off a few miles and we had already finished 15. Whoop whoop! Git on lil pony!

I love having that little slice of familiarity somewhere out of context. Ireland has quickly become a second home to me so having some of the people who molded Portland into my HOME home see my second home...it feels like things always come full circle.

One of the greatest things about the whole week was the bad weather. I am so glad it was miserable out. It alleviated all the pressure to see and do and instead we could just be. What a gift. We did not ride as much as we wanted or go see as many things as we had hoped, but it just proves that no matter where you are in the world, sometimes the best thing to do is just lay on the couch and watch a movie.

Besides, how else would it get so green? More shots from the Dylan & Co. invasion can be found here.