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What do planning a trip to Ireland and a trip to see the Northern Lights have in common?

The answer is luck. Ireland can be one of the most beautiful, lush, green, cheery places in the world – or it can be a misty, grey, cold place where you are consistently wishing for the sun to come out – just for one afternoon – even just for a moment…

When planning a trip to see the Northern Lights, it is recommended to give yourself a substantial time window. This way, if it is cloudy for many days in a row – your trip so far north won’t be in vain. The same can be said for Ireland. While Dublin is a great place for a city break – in reality, a few days just aren’t enough.

Unless you get lucky like I did this weekend.

Friday evening we drove South of Dublin to the Garden of Ireland, Wicklow. As we passed through the gates of Powerscourt towards the Ritz Carlton, a country quiet settled over the road. I hadn’t noticed the stars twinkling above at all in Dublin – but just 30 minutes south and they were so bright you couldn’t miss them.

Checking in at the front desk, the service was professional but informal. While the lobby had all the grandeur of a 200-room hotel, it had none of the impersonal qualities that sometimes come as a package with size. We had been introduced to the bellman who escorted us to our room, and throughout the weekend he offered a cheery hello when our paths crossed.

After a quick pint of Guinness in McGills Irish Pub, we were ready for sleep. A cozy-quiet settled over this large hotel, making it feel like our own private luxury cabin far away from other travelers, the city – or any noise at all.

The next morning, the most miraculous thing happened. It was sunny in the morning on a Saturday in Dublin. There was not one cloud in the sky. Temperatures were supposed to be around freezing – but with the sunshine I stepped out onto my balcony overlooking the Sugar Loaf mountain, comfortably dressed in just a light sweater. This is an Ireland to love.

I was glad I wasn’t isolated in my own country kitchen when hunger pangs hit that morning – and a delicious spread was ready and waiting downstairs in Gordon Ramsay’s restaurant. The staff made a personal impression, and greeted us again like old friends when we returned in the evening for dinner. 

The Ritz Carlton Powerscourt may be a large hotel with 200 (incredibly spacious, beautifully decorated) rooms – but they still have managed to strike the right balance between providing all the services guests would expect from this famed luxury brand (extensive spa, gourmet restaurant, a long list of amenities..) and the personal touches of a greeting by name and friendly smile.