I was not thrilled.
Apparently, at the end of his fast, St. Patrick succeeded in ridding Ireland of snakes. Thank you, Paddy!
Every year pilgrims climb this mountain barefoot, and sometimes on their knees.
I climbed it while wearing shoes ... very, very slowly.
And miss it.
Happy St. Patricks Day!
Lesson Learned: I will always be an Irish girl at heart.