Magical and mystical, Ireland is the homeland of saints, scholars and craic. Every hill, lake and river seems to carry a mythical association, and when you cast your eyes upon the basalt columns of Giant’s Causeway or a patchwork of emerald fields in Kerry, you’ll find it easy to understand why. There is something intangible in Ireland that cannot be described, merely experienced.
You’ll feel it as you round the corner of a winding country road and glimpse the romantic ruins of an eighth-century abbey or as you cross the fissured limestone pavements of the Burren on a summer’s evening and happening upon a sacred well beneath a fairy thorn. You’ll most definitely feel it in one of the countless pubs as you tap your feet and clap your hands to a traditional Irish band. And whether you would walk with Yeats in Sligo or Joyce in Dublin, spend a day at the races in Leopardstown, or join the faithful climbing Croagh Patrick at Lunasadh, you’ll have plenty of company from locals ready to share their own brand of irreverent, passionate, intoxicating wit that is simply unique to Ireland.