There’s just something about Ireland. You get swept up in it. The indescribable hues of green. Tiny thatch-roofed homes. City names that sing like songs – Connemara. Ballyconneelly and the Isle of Inishmore. Herds of sheep add to the comedy. The accents of the locals. Stopping in a small pub for a pint. And every person you meet strikes up a conversation. It seems like everyone has a story to tell in Ireland. And now so do you.