Ireland

where the Guinness flows like the tears of the Irish, and the accents are as thick as the fog that rolls in off the Atlantic.

Ireland: where the luck of the Irish is really just a euphemism for "we're secretly wizards and can make good fortune appear out of thin air."

Ireland: where the phrase "craic agus ceol" is just a fancy way of saying "come for the music, stay for the whiskey and questionable life choices."