Well there we were driving though from Connemara airport to Oughterard when we spied some desolate, abandoned cottages. Coupled with the very heavy mist/ low cloud it was a story of isolation and abandonment. When making this is I remember thinking ” where did they go?, why did they leave? Who were they?”. I want you to know and feel what I felt passing through this emptiness.
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