Walking by the Waterfall

 Today I explored the Ring of Kerry. While on the bus, we stopped at a number of locations, many of which felt the same. I felt that I was looking at the same thing from different angles, which for part of it was true. We saw a very similar view of water, grass, rocks, and trees a few times. When we finally entered the National Park, I was overcome by how pretty it was and how everything was covered in moss. As we were driving our bus driver told us how busses cannot go out the way that we were coming in because of how narrow the roads are, which I can understand, especially given that the other side of the road had a wall of rock pressed against it. I liked how magical it felt along that road, everything felt peaceful and reminded me of scenes from the movie Twilight which was set in Washington state. 

We arrived at another destination and parked in what seemed to be a random parking lot, and were told to walk down that path, and you'll see a waterfall. I never expected the waterfall to be as big as it was. The waterfalls that I have seen in Ireland so far have all been relatively small, but this one was massive, and flowed on for what seemed like forever. Now I love water, and being around water, so this was a very interesting and fun experience for me. I was able to get up close to the waterfall, and also look at the trees and rocks in the area that were covered in moss. I even took pictures of the mossy rocks to show my aunt, who is a geologist. 

While at the waterfall, a member of my class recited a poem by W.B. Yeats. She recited in Gallarus Oratory, which is a poem that I had heard many times before. I have found that I like this poem, however, it was even better to hear it recited while inside of the oratory experiencing what was being written about. Yesterday, I visited the oratory and heard to poem there, and I had chills, while that might have been because it was chilly, I still found the poem to be quite moving in that space.