Just a quick recap here folks, I want to get some shut-eye before a busy day tomorrow. We started our day in Sligo, driving southwards along Ireland's western coast. I primary destination was the Cliffs of Moher, in County Clare. The Cliffs are a prime tourist spot, and the place was crowded, despite the biting wind coming off the Atlantic. The Cliffs are a magnificent site, and you can walk all along them (some spots lack any guard-rail or fence...yeep) but you have to see to believe.
It took us maybe 3 hours to get there from Sligo, but we made a couple stops along the way, including a quick peek into a small castle in the little town of Kinvara, in County Galway. After the Cliffs it was another 3 hours to our next resting stop, the quirky-named town of Dingle, in County Kerry. The route once again took us through some picturesque Irish countryside. It was our longest day of driving, but we passed the time with jokes, debates, and conversation.
We arrived in Dingle just in time to catch dinner at the local pub, Murphy's, before the kitchen closed at 2130. Right then though, two singers showed up (an older dude and woman), to entertain the crowd (which was basically all tourists) with some life music, the man on the acoustic guitar, the woman switching between flute and banjo. The sang folsky Irish songs for the most part, and got the whole bar involved, or tried to, having us clap and sing along. They did take some suggestions, and I had him sing "Peggy Gordon". I'll say that he did a much better job than the group of drunks in Dublin. We listened until they called it a night at 2330, and then we retired ourselves.
More tomorrow hopefully, here are some photos from today:
It took us maybe 3 hours to get there from Sligo, but we made a couple stops along the way, including a quick peek into a small castle in the little town of Kinvara, in County Galway. After the Cliffs it was another 3 hours to our next resting stop, the quirky-named town of Dingle, in County Kerry. The route once again took us through some picturesque Irish countryside. It was our longest day of driving, but we passed the time with jokes, debates, and conversation.
We arrived in Dingle just in time to catch dinner at the local pub, Murphy's, before the kitchen closed at 2130. Right then though, two singers showed up (an older dude and woman), to entertain the crowd (which was basically all tourists) with some life music, the man on the acoustic guitar, the woman switching between flute and banjo. The sang folsky Irish songs for the most part, and got the whole bar involved, or tried to, having us clap and sing along. They did take some suggestions, and I had him sing "Peggy Gordon". I'll say that he did a much better job than the group of drunks in Dublin. We listened until they called it a night at 2330, and then we retired ourselves.
More tomorrow hopefully, here are some photos from today:
The castle in Kinvara, with a loch right beside it
The Cliffs.......
....and from the other side
Not my most flattering pose...it was windy and I had four layers, I promise I'm not that fat
The Irish countryside rolls on by (warning: low quality)
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