Alone in Killarney and the weather was unforgiving. Where I was gallivanting with all sorts of people in Galway, I was wallowing in the lonely and wet town of Killarney with constantly chilled fingers and toes. If there was one investment I had bothered to lug all the way with me from Dubai, it was my pair of UGGS. UGGS in June! And still I had to buy wellingtons to manage a foray into the forest on a wet day.
I was no longer in the mood for faerie magic because the loneliness was biting. I was losing patience with my quest. I no longer cared what the ancient Celts did or did not do. Spirituality be damned! Mysticism? Bah! Fearie magic...well that's for kids.
But restlessness makes you walk. For miles. Or until your feet hurt anyway! My restlessness drew me deeper and deeper into the forest. And that's where things happen...that's where faerie magic dwells.
Watch this video to see what I found in the forest!
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