
I spent my time with Joee, a couple of different Irish guys, a dutch guy and some, gasp, American girls! The American girls and I agreed, that the number of Americans on the travel circuit are few and far between. Americans just don't seem to be as big of travelers. The population of Ireland is just over 4 million - comparable to one large American city. Yet, the Irish are everywhere! I've met at least two dozen on my travels so far. Conversely, I've met a whopping 5 Americans. That's pitiful when you consider that America's population is 75 TIMES THAT OF IRELAND. Yeah, there's more than 300 million of us. And I've met 5 on the road. Wow.

I battled my first true white-water rapids with Joee in a two-man kayak. Joee and I lost the battle and tipped. I got pulled under the water for a long time. It raised some eyebrows. My guides and peeps from another group on the water all commented on how long I was under. I'm not sure how long it was exactly. I just remember being dragged through swirling water. At first, I tried fighting to get to the surface. But, I couldn't find the surface. For whatever reason I wasn't too alarmed though. Something in my head just told me to wait until I was swept to calmer water. I remember being submerged and just thinking sarcastically, "Anytime I could get a breath of air... you know, that would be great!" Eventually, I did surface... and I lived to tell you about it! No really, sparing the drama... not once was I panicked. Not once did I feel like it was a life-threatening situation. I wasn't scared for my life like I was when riding in those crazy, killer buses in Vietnam.
Our guides barbecued some delicious kebabs for us to eat for lunch. We also stopped for some cliff jumping. Eight meters high. Yeah, that's high. One of the guides went first. Then the dutch guy, Frank. The rest of us were all just staring. I knew if I waited too long I would chicken out. So, I jumped. I'm not gonna lie. I panicked a little during that one. Swinging from bamboo towers didn't prep me for this fall.

The rest of the kayaking was laid-back and easy. We just traveled with the current, gazing at big boulders strewn along the banks. Our guides told us that during the wet season these massive boulders are fully submerged. Try as I might, I couldn't really imagine the river that swollen. That would mean the water level would be at least 8 feet higher than it was already. At least!
Kayaking definitely beats travel by bus...

The next three videos are climbing videos from Kevin...
**All the pics and vid from this post are from Joee and/or Kevin.**
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