The Aran Islands are the most beautiful place I’ve ever been. I can’t think of a way to describe them that isn’t a little clichéd, but I think the closest you can come is ‘Celtic.’ They’re stony and rocky and rolling and hilly. They’re old. I can imagine that very little on the islands has changed in the last hundred years or so, maybe even two or three hundred. They’re a step back from the cities in a lot of ways: geographically, psychologically, atmospherically. It’s the sort of isolation that could be amazing if you enjoyed it and hellish if you didn’t.
Tabitha's Island 