Mod Love: The Irish Way

I had the privilege of taking my boyfriend to his first Irish wedding!

After a good feed of fresh ducks eggs, soda bread and tea, a near hair disaster and rain that came from nowhere... we were ready.

(one of the oldest surviving buildings in town!)

A perfect ceremony. The priest talked about the idea of love and marriage, the town choir sang beautifully and it was nice to just sit and reflect. (It all went without a hitch – until I heard my boyfriend say “pleased to meet you” instead of “peace be with you”)

Then to Johnny McHale’s for our traditional post pre-nupitial drinks.We drank Guinness, met family and friends of the bride and groom, and caught up with old stories. Soaking up the atmosphere you get only in a pub like Johnny's... because this is the Irish way.

(Castlebar, Co Mayo)

Everything is done without a rush. Like pulling the perfect pint - laid back and relaxed... because this is the Irish way.

We hitched a lift to the wedding venue, the beautiful Park Hotel in Mulranny, passing by some of the most spectacular scenery in the west.

(Ariel view of Mulranny)

No traffic jams here, just sheep along the way taking a stroll. It rained for a while... that sidewards rain that you can only get in Ireland!

We ate, danced, and drank some more.  Live music kept the dance floor in full swing.

The craic was mighty and my feet were sore. But ....This is the Irish way!