Somewhere between Dublin and Galway there is an ancient little pub, and oh how I wish I remembered the name of the pub or the town it was in, because that is a place I would love to return to. It was absolutely magical. I was traveling across Liverpool to Dublin and kept going until I stopped there for the night.
I have said before that an Irish accent loosens my panties. I met a man there who was funny, kind, maybe a little drunk, but ever a gentleman. And I sat with him for almost three hours as I was getting a bit snockered myself.
But like I said, he was a gentleman, but had he made the slightest move I think I would have had his clothes off in a heartbeat! LOL!
Sigh, I've searched Google and Google maps, but I've never been able to pinpoint where that was.
Carefree days. I didn't have many of those. I think that's why this place is so memorable to me.