5/9 Connemara National Park – and how I searched for the pause button to stop time

Dear experts, today there was pure nature pounding at my ears left and right, and left and right, and left and right …

What a joy to be able to meander through this gem, oh what am I saying, a glory of nature. I lost myself in it. I sat on a stone and enjoyed the expanse on a high plateau, drifted aimlessly through valleys, and tried in vain to stop time.

On the road to Galway I was ripped out of my dream. Too much civilization and heavy traffic. I then headed to the Burren to see some historic sights. However, as beautiful as drifting in Connemara National Park was, it also cost energy. I left it at Corcomroe Abbey as the last highlight of the day and found a campground not far away, secluded, by the sea, just for me. Yes, that’s called wild camping. Until sunset I received a little visit. Young people were doing a photoshoot on the hood of their car. And an older woman, walking her two dogs, offered me the use of a shower at her home only a few kilometres away. This time no mountain or clouds altered the sunset. It was the crowning conclusion of a very sunny day.