I liked Wicklow. We drove in in the late afternoon sun and the way it reflected on the hills was beautiful. The graveyard, round tower and old church provided a sort of "supernatural" feel to the place. We only drove through Dublin. I was nervous enough driving on the wrong side of the road and the traffic was bad that day. I must've looked like a bedraggled tourist. Some guy pulled up next to us, motioned us to roll down the window and he says, "Are ya looost?" The Rock of Cashel was pretty cool and the Cliffs - say no Moher! Breathtaking! My memories have dimmed after 18 years but I'll never forget the beauty and the people. And, the driving!:o