There’s a moment that happens to almost every first-time visitor to Ireland. You pop into a pub for a quiet pint, or a shop to ask directions, and somehow, forty-five minutes later, you’re still there. Laughing. Completely forgetting where you were headed. That’s the gab getting you. And honestly? Let it. The Irish relationship…
The Gift of the Gab: Why Ireland’s Greatest Attraction Has Nothing to Do With Scenery