I had been in Ireland for two whole days yet still refrained from drinking the countries best selling alcoholic beverage, a pint of Guinness stout. Why? Because I had never even had a sip of the black stuff before and I wanted my first time to be at the Guinness Brewery in Dublin
It was cold and rainy when we arrived to the charming fishing town of Dingle located in southwest Ireland. Though tourists flock to this city to drive the picturesque Slea Head Loop along the peninsula or sail to the nearby islands, the weather was not conducive to spending much time outside.
Millions have flocked to Ireland to kiss the Blarney Stone and receive the gift of eloquence. It is said that by bending over backwards while holding on to an iron railing and giving this legendary stone a smooch, you'll never be at a loss for words.
What little, or big, girl doesn’t dream of being a princess at some point in their life? Images of wearing a spectacular puffy pink gown, expertly dancing at a ball with the most handsome man and being the center of everyone’s attention. Even though I was not born into royalty I was going to get my chance to wear the glass slipper, so to speak. Tonight, I would be spending the night in a Irish castle with my prince (aka: husband Peter).