Why Go at All? The Dorky Answer

You know that shot in Fellowship of the Rings? The one soon after they set out from Rivendell, when each member of the fellowship steps over the crest of a hill. A friend and I were once watching the DVD and he actually shooshed me during that shot. But he was right: there’s something about it. It’s the beginning of a quest, a trek. Who knows what could be over that hill. That’s what I want.
Of course, I don’t want to deal with lots of manky orcs, nor an evil white wizard with nasty long fingernails, nor a disembodied dark lord. Basically, I want a grand and breathtaking trek through the Shire––and with its gorgeous scenery, friendly pubs, and great conversationalists, what better place than Ireland?

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