Éire go Brách

When I think of St. Patrick's day, I naturally think of Ireland. When I think of Ireland, I remember the two weeks I spent there in 1996. It was a perfect vacation - we had no itinerary, decided each day where we would spend that night, and got lost every single day. We loved every minute of it.

This picture was taken on our first full day there. It's an old scan, the photo taken from a point & shoot camera. Even though the quality isn't the best, it's my favorite photo from the trip. I've always wanted to go back, but haven't been able to - yet. Until I do, I can go back there in my memory.