Pack your inner princess (or prince) and get thee to Ashford Castle.
I can’t say I ever harbored notions of growing up to be a princess when I was a little girl. Such flights of fancy were not exactly entertained on a dairy farm in the west of Ireland. Sure, there were castles all around me, but they were just part of the landscape and, like the lush green grass and the moody, grey skies, just something I took for granted … until I left. I live in New York now and every trip home allows me to see Ireland and its green fields with a new appreciation (yes, my family makes fun of me). As for castles? Well, until recently, I was only interested in their fancy Afternoon Tea service or pretty grounds. Then, I spent a few days at stunning Ashford Castle on the Galway-Mayo border and realized what I was missing. While I still don’t see myself as the glass-slipper type, I can say that after an amazing few days of luxury, history, charm, and adventure, I found my inner queen. And I may have awakened a luxury-loving beast.