Wide Open Spaces

I have a soundtrack in my head.  When we go on vacations it is "Wide Open Spaces" and sometimes "Where the Streets have no Name."  It starts when we get in the rental car and we drive out of the lot - no reservations (I think B is allergic to reservations).  

We like 2^nd cities and small towns, no autobons, but old highways.  We stay at B&B’s which (at least in France) are less expensive and more personal than hotels.  We like to see the boon docks and taste the 3 different kinds of meat for local breakfast. After months of the loud resounding stone buildings and streets, we crave nothing more than a wide open spaces with a long horizon where you can see the sun come up. 

 

This is what we got in Ireland.