Last Saturday the entire group took a bus trip out to Glendalough in the Wicklow mountain region. The countryside was a refreshing change of pace from the urban sprawl of downtown Dublin. There were a few ruins of a village and cemetery that we meandered around before trekking down some mountain trails. At first, we thought we were on an easy lil jaunt that would take us by one of the lakes. We thought wrong.
After winding around at a managable incline, our group came across some intriguing stairs that led up the side of the mountain. These aren't you're average stairs mind you, they were wooden planks with protruding metal rings to provide traction to mountain climbing feet. Naturally these piqued our curiosity, especially when two older Irish ladies passed by saying "Oh you have to climb up to see the views. It's about 300 steps, you can do it if you're young!".
Note: OLD IRISH LADIES ARE DIRTY LIARS.
The number of steps up to the summit vastly surpassed 300. I didn't keep track of the count because halfway up I became out of breath and started hearing the blood pumping in my ears. Despite reminding me how brutally out of shape I am, the ascent truly was worth it. The views were incredible at the summit and now I can officially check climbing a mountain off my bucket list.
Like a BOSS.

I certainly have a million more things to post here, but I'm really sleepy and flying to Munich right after my 8am on the morrow, so I'm off to bed. Stay tuned for updates on my company project and of course on my adventures in Germany next week!
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