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One day, my husband came home and told me something to the effect of, some of his co-workers would love to quit their jobs and live in a yurt in the middle of nowhere. Since I’m not cool, I had no idea what the hell a yurt was. I learned that you can “glamp” in a “yurt” and that “glamping” was a thing.
As someone who used to love camping but now has a meltdown when she isn’t staying at a Marriott, I thought, hmm…glamping might be worth trying. So we did.
While on an awesome road trip looping Ireland/Northern Ireland, we stayed at Emerald Glamping, in an amazing little yurt where I had the best night of sleep on the trip–like, no competition, I did not sleep better at any of the hotels. The bed in our yurt was infinitely comfortable, and the family running the site was wonderful. They struck the perfect balance between being friendly and chatty, and leaving you alone to enjoy the campfire or the pizza oven or your warm and cozy yurt.
Here is our experience, in photos, from trepidation to delight.
The family had two children who were Sequoia’s age, also on fall break. Sequoia ran around the campsite playing with the kids most of the night. She *loved* that.
We were absolutely delighted to have stayed at Emerald. Can’t recommend it enough; especially if you love nature but not sleeping on rocks.
