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Geez, has it only been 5 days since I wrote? We've been busy busy busy little tourists.
I ended up taking both Friday and Saturday as 'lay low' days. Friday, I walked around
The Protestant church was full of historic bits. I enjoyed that. Found it interesting that when Cromwell marauded through
All in the name of Christianity (OK, in the name of Protestant-ism). Nice guy. And we wonder why there's just a bit of animosity still. Those statues still don't have their noses, y'know.
Then I went to the big Catholic church on the river. Really really really lovely inside. Old-style building with modern insides. The stained glass windows were GORGEOUS. I only popped in, really, to find a bathroom but saw the windows and decided it was worth it to just cross my legs long enough to really enjoy the windows and the rest of the design.
Then I RAN to the loo. <phew>
On Saturday, Jeff and Tina (our other traveling companion, Denise, headed back to the States on Friday) took a boat out to the
I gave it a miss because I still needed a lay-low day, so you'll have to ask Jeff and Tina for any more details than that.
The music was really a jam session.
Sunday, I went to the local Catholic church for worship (got about 200 people in and out in 40 minutes. How do they do that? My church takes 1:15 with half that many people!). Then we headed south.
We swung through the next peninsula to see the Burren and the Cliffs of Mohr. The Burren is a strange geologic area with arctic like features in the land and vegetation. The Cliffs are a stunning 6-mile line of Atlantic cliffs. The winds are terrific up the cliff faces. We watched flocks of birds 'hang-glide'. That is, the spread their wings and floated on the air currents, never having to flap. They looked like they were having a grand time. Made me wish I was a bird.
Anything you threw into the wind off the cliff floated around for a while and then was likely to come whizzing back to you. Dangerous if what you pitched was a rock or a clump of mud....
We got driven off by a fierce wind in advance of a rain cloud. Lots of that on this trip. The rain is definitely an on and off thing, often not lasting more than about 5 minutes. But it can be off and on all day. You take your rain jacket or umbrella with you everywhere if you have any sense.
That night, we met my in-laws (who are also part of this loosely aligned caravan of travelers) at a castle and had a medieval banquet. Had mead (eh), salmon (yum), and a regular dinner (chicken breasts, it turns out, are banquet food everywhere).
The room was full of bus-loads of Americans and about a dozen people (again, often Americans) who are audacious enough to plan their own trips.
The next day (Monday, yesterday), off to
Our B&B hostess, Helen, is quite the Irish chatterbox. I've learned more in the last 24 hours about Irish football, tourists, her children, her travels, and
Last night, on Helen's advice, we went to the Siamsa Tire (sp?), the national folklore theater. We caught last-minute tickets to a show about the cycle of country life in the 19th century. All in Gaelic. Lots of singing, lots of music, lots of dancing. We really enjoyed it.
Today, we're down in Dingle. A very picturesque town. I'll tell you more about that before we come home (on Friday).
I've really enjoyed this trip. I'm still enjoying it. Irish life is...nice. There's lots going on here. As someone said, it's a small island but a big country. We haven't really been disappointed in anything we've tried. We are working with 2 or 3 guidebooks for accommodations and ideas and getting decent advice (though we can't get a realistic weather forecast to save our lives).
With the Euro as strong against the dollar as it is, it hasn't been as cheap as some of our other overseas travel but, hey, I'm still traveling! I really would encourage anyone to come and enjoy
Just make sure you bring warm sweaters and a raincoat!!