A Winter day-trip to the largest of the Aran Island, Inis Mór.
Nostalgia is a powerful thing, and it got me bad. A couple months ago I was going through my mom's hard drive with all the family pictures on it, and stumbled across a folder full of scanned pictures taken of my maternal grandparents-- from about the 1950's to 2017. I also noticed a couple similarities …
Back in March, during Spring Break, a friend and I visited Caprock Canyon, in Briscoe, Texas. The only other canyon I've ever visited is Palo Duro Canyon, but that was when I was eight years old, so Caprock is the first canyon I've been to that I can actively remember. It's also the first canyon I've hiked in; which was an experience.
If I was told the world was going to end tomorrow- I'd probably spend my last 24 hours in Switzerland.
I'm sick, and cranky, but I promised myself I would post this before the week was over. So, onwards and upwards, to Pompeii!