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| On my last full day in Ireland, I stopped for breakfast. |
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| I continued hiking the International Appalachian Trail, and finally saw a white blaze. Sort of. |
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| I wanted one last photo of me in Ireland. I forgot I had my shorts on the outside of my pack. They were hanging out to dry after getting them wet in the ocean. |
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| Oops, that was the wrong way. There's my marker. Lets try that photo again 90 degrees to the left. |
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| My last high altitude views of Irish farmlands and ocean. |
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| And my last view of Irish sheep. |
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| I don't like thinking of lasts, but my spirits were lifted when a mother and daughter from California stopped to ask me for directions and they gave me some food from the Glenarm Castle Tea Room. |
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| I just feel really really bad that later I realized I gave them the wrong directions. |
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| My last night, last sunset, in Ireland. |