I would say that I left my heart in Belfast, but in truth I left my heart somewhere on the coastal road hours away in the north of County Antrim, somewhere where green fields filled with cliffs and frolicking baby lambs stretched away to the south and the Irish Sea laid flat and blue as far north as your eyes could see.
Right about here.
Where my heart is waiting
aaaaaaand here.
I’ve wanted to go to Northern Ireland for a long time now, but I guess I didn’t expect what I found there- the people, the beauty, the history, the friendliness. I didn’t expect to fall so completely for it.
I know I’ll be back one day soon, I don’t doubt that for a moment.
The only question is how soon? When, and how soon?
You need to write a much longer blog than this!!!! Belfast loves us. Love the pictures.
I will! I promise! But right now all that would come out of my typing fingers is whining and squealing that I want to go back.