Rural Ireland through a camera
viewfinder is like looking at a painting. You can't help but marvel at
the timeless beauty and feel like you're in an epic movie (cue the
Shire music from Lord of the Rings). Beautiful, sweeping landscapes are
expected, as shown in my previous post on Ireland. So, today, I thought I'd talk more about the unexpected things about this country. . . like fish spas.
Fish spas are what I would
expect in Japan, not in Galway, Ireland. The idea behind a fish spa is
that your feet are exfoliated by small fish feeding on dead skin. I
hadn't heard of fish spas before my friend, who was getting married,
scheduled a session for the bridesmaids. The description of the
treatment is not enticing at all, but, admittedly, I was intrigued.
For some reason, I was picturing an outdoor hot springs, but the fish place was in the local mall. We signed up for a 15 minute session, each of us having our own tank of flesh eating fish. And, you can choose between smaller or bigger fish- we all opted for the bigger.
I guess it's supposed to feel like a tickling or
bubbly sensation. Seeing that my friends were nearly screaming the
entire time, I don't think that was the case. I didn't find it painful
at all, but I also wouldn't say it was the most relaxing thing I've ever
done. Honestly, I'll stick with eating little fish than having it the
other way.
The next day, we continued with our feet-pampering bonding time with pedicures. The last time I got a pedicure was two years ago,
so I forgot to bring flip flops to wear afterwards. My dear husband
offered to pick up a pair, and he came back with something that reminded
me of my Korean grandmother. Yes, that is a bow on top. I never thought that I would be eating bangers and mash in fabric flip flops.
The most precarious part of
our trip was renting a car. We read a lot online and talked with
insurance agents about the steep rental costs in Ireland (due to the
extra coverage that is recommended). After seeing signs like this all
over Ireland, we now get it. And I'm happy to report that we managed to
keep our car out of the water!
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| Kellys, a boutique hotel located in the heart of Dublin |
I try to support local
businesses as much as possible. And with Ireland's current economical
hardship, I wanted to buy a few gifts that were exclusively made in
Ireland. I thought for sure that the little towns in Ireland would have
plenty of craft and antique shops to keep me entertained, but,
surprisingly, this kind of shopping was few and far between. It wasn't
until we arrived in Dublin when we stumbled upon a couple of amazing
local shops. Designist, located just a few doors down from our hotel,
carries a wide range of contemporary and affordable home products made
in Ireland and the UK. And, just a short walk away, is the Irish Design Shop, which focuses solely on Irish designers and artists.
One thing I was hoping to
bring back was yarn made in Ireland, a request by my eldest daughter. I
found a number of shops that carried knit items, like the classic cable
knit sweaters, but I had the hardest time finding skeins of yarn. In Dublin, I finally was able to locate a local yarn shop.
But then I learned the most unexpected thing about Ireland- all their
fleece is imported from New Zealand and South America! I guess the sheep in Ireland don't have the right kind of fleece for harvesting. But, there are so many sheep here, I stated to the store attendant. Just for food, she replied.
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| Dublin |
Even after having my feet
nibbled by little fish, driving on country roads with blind corners, and
eating various versions of pork (just in breakfast alone), I
discovered that Ireland is very much like home. And this has as much to
do with its people as its scenic backdrop. The Irish are friendly and
down-to-earth, a description that is often times used for Portlanders. We've already been invited back by some folks, and with much confidence, I can say that we'll be back one day.
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