Coming to Ireland, I had no idea what to expect. This was my first time traveling alone, and only my second time in the UK. In my head, I pictured Armagh as a small farm town with cows roaming the fields, and assumed that the next sign of life would be ten miles down the road. I soon found out I was very wrong. After a six-hour plane ride and a long wait in the airport, we finally loaded onto the bus and drove two hours to the small town in Northern Ireland. I was surprised to see actual civilization, and that the houses were actually close to each other. When we arrived in the hostel parking lot, however, I became nervous about what was inside. My friends who had traveled abroad had warned me of unsanitary shared bathrooms and of other hostel residents stealing their belongings. So, when i walked into the City of Armagh Youth Hostel, I was glad to see that the rooms all had their own bathrooms that were clean, and that we had our own kitchen and fridge to use at our convenience. The city itself didn’t disappoint either. The old architecture was stunning, and on every corner there was something new to discover. Ireland, however, has held up one stereotype that I was told. Everyone here is incredibly friendly, and are always willing to answer your questions and give you directions. I have been very impressed by Armagh so far, and I can’t wait to see what else Ireland has in store for me.