Where We Roam
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The next day we were up and at it, while the sleepy town slept in after a weekend of festivities. It amazed me how trashed the town would get at the end of each festival day and the contrast to the clean streets we would wake up to every morning. It struck me how much pride the Irish have in their communities and how dedicated they were to their particular piece of… Read More
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