Try to land on Skellig Michael

✨Why this is so fun

There is nothing in Ireland quite like stepping off a small boat onto a rock that monks called home in the sixth century. The Atlantic swells remind you the landing is never guaranteed, which makes it feel earned when you finally set foot there. Climbing those uneven stone steps with puffins cutting past your ears and nothing but ocean in every direction strips away every ordinary concern you had that morning. You find out quickly whether you are the kind of person who laughs or freezes when the wind hits. Either way, you remember it forever.