I was drawn to Cork from the moment I looked at the map of Ireland to feel where I want to go in this pilgrimage. I saved it for last because I kept picturing a boring city just like Dublin. I mean think about it. How could a city called "Cork" possess an inkling of charm?
But after the loneliness of Killarney, I felt a big city might be best. As the bus rolled in and the clouds rolled over, I saw the city for the first time. And I smiled. It felt like the sort of place to meet new people. It was a place to meet new experiences.
Not only was it an endearing jumble of charm, but also...oddly enough...a larger version of Galway. That's what it seemed like to me at least.
What I didn't know, I settled in, was that, here, in my last stop, I would meet a new kind of faerie.
Even now, faeries are still elusive to me. In every culture there are people who talk about feeling "entities" and every culture has given a face or a name or a mythology to those entities. I'm still curious about what people have seen or felt. I'm still curious I'm what I felt myself. I will continue to invite magic into my life in all of its forms.
In the meantime, I'm back from Ireland. Waiting for the call to the next thing!
Watch my journey in Cork below!
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