Do you ever see something, or hear something that reminds you of something else, and then you have to go see, hear or do that something else?

Yesterday, I started posting the sad news that we're not doing a Brobdingnagian Bards Vacation Tour of Ireland next year. Today, I started writing about it some more to send a message to our mailing list. Now I'm jonesing for Ireland. I have so many great memories from last year. They keep flooding back to me every time I think of the trip.

Some of my highlights from last year's trip:

• Lisdoonvarna Pub Sing-A-Long. Me and twenty fans singing a mix of Irish and original songs, all together. Too cool!
• Cliffs of Moher. Especially when I ran along the restricted area. The water, the view, the drop, the birds, the thought of land breaking off and plummeting to my death. *sigh* How I miss it!
• Wandering the streets of Dublin. Odd, this. Because as much as I bitched about it, I have some fun memories, wandering Grafton Street or even the bastard bouncer at the Temple Bar.
• Stopping here and there. Seems like everywhere we stopped, and exited the bus for just a few minutes had this flood of wow-ness and longing.
• Friends. All the great people I had the pleasure of hanging out with, drinking with, sharing moments with. It was a total pleasure.

*sigh* Ah well... I can't wait to see what happens this year!