I visited what I would consider the perfect “post card moment”. Upon visiting Howth, I had no idea what to expect, I was aware of the fact that I would be hiking, and site seeing, but I had no idea I would see a place this beautiful. The air is so crisp and clean, even with the winds whipping at my face, I was able to breathe in the freshest air. The path, at parts, had been narrow and rocky, which made me feel like I was on an adventure. I loved being able to look down and see the white foamy ocean peaks break along the cost line of the cliffs. The seagulls nested on the the steep sides of the cliffs, and dive bombed into the ocean below. It was a scene like something I would see on Planted Earth on Animal Planet.  This view of the Atlantic Ocean will be permanently engrained into my memory.

Howth is also where W.B Yeats lived when he was younger. Which I also thought was pretty cool and I found that out when I arrived. I also delivered my “reading in place” assignment. It was very significant to me because not only is Howth Harbor beautiful, it also reminded me of Massachusetts Bay. My grandfather used to take me and my younger brother on boating trips to seal watch and just to sail around. The main reason for choosing my poem on immigrants setting sail to leave their home land behind was because part of my mothers family sailed to America on the Mayflower, and both sides of my fathers family sailed to America in chains. I wouldn’t be here today if it weren’t for my ancestors leaving their homelands to journey to a new one, which was described perfectly. in my opinion, in the reading I did today.