Did someone say salted caramel? Say no more. I’m in! My love for savoury/salty-sweet things began a few years ago when I was lucky enough to live in Galway on the west coast of Ireland. I LOVED IT THERE!!!
I spent a year in Galway, and amongst other things it was a year filled with meeting some of the most delightful and amazing people, a lot of rain (of course), hilarity, adventures, owning a bike painted like a cow – aka the ‘cow-cycle’, Guinness (I grew to like it!), cobbled streets, living an extremely carefree lifestyle and drinking an extreme amount of of tea. Some of my fondest memories come from Ireland – if you ever have the opportunity to visit, you most definitely should.
My life in Ireland was born whilst I was living in Paris. I was 21 and had arrived in France with a one-way ticket and not a lot of money. After living in Paris I wasn’t ready to move back to NZ, so after chatting with and Irish friend in France, and google image searching Cork and Galway, I decided that Galway looked pretty quaint and Irishy, so I went. That makes me sound like an extremely relaxed person and like I do things randomly on a whim – I actually don’t usually, although sometimes I wish I did. I must have been slightly mad at the time (not unlikely) and so my solo Irish adventure began.
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