12 days of discovering (in hills and high water mind you) that perhaps my solo travel life is over and that a new more "people'd" part of my life is beginning.

Two weeks in Ireland is behind me, but a newfound love for Irish culture, its people, and its cottage-coated countryside lives on.

In 2023, I finally dusted off my long-lost childhood dream of learning to surf. In this post, I share that journey as it continues to evolve, dropping names of some of the surf camps, surf spots, and surf instructors I’ve appreciated along the way.