Danaher's Doolin View B & B
Travel Blogs from Doolin
To Doolin!
... have been inhabited starting as early as before the Iron Age (500BCE-500CE). It was cool, though somewhat windy and drizzly. Next we saw the beehive huts, small beehive-shaped mounds made from piled stones. There was a group of 4 or 5 structures, one of which was in the process of being studied by archaeologists. It was thought that each small hut was for a single family. After the huts we kept driving, soaking in the views. We saw ...
When I'm in Ireland.... It's a Photo Shoot
... without going in so that I would not get hurt. There was nothing inside and the ship was rusted due to weather over the years. After the ship we got back into the carriage. The carriage took us up a hill and the driver had us get out so that we could walk a little because there was so much pressure on the horse. So, we paid to have this driver take us around, and we ended up walking? Where is that ok? If this was a group ...
A day around Ireland's Countryside
... for promoting Ireland's National sports: Gaelic Football and Hurling. From here, we change trains and head towards Limerick where a coach awaits us and we meet with the rest of the tour already waiting for us in the coach. There was about 25-30 of them in addition to the dozen we had in our group.
Our first stop as an entire group was the Bunratty Castle. ...
Living on the Edge
... moon which had traveled to the ocean side of the house, was so incredibly bright that it seemed like day. It is now 11am; I have had a wonderful breakfast (got some locally smoked salmon while in Lahinch) and a few cups of coffee and caught up on my writing while relaxing on the kitchen couch looking out this window at light blue skies and dark blue ocean and green rolling hills and white stone walls. I could get used ...
Bikes and Pipes
... with such a pleasant day, but I knew I needed to experience some of Doolin's music scene. This is the point in my blog where tranquility takes a 180 degree turn. I attempted a nap albeit unsuccessfully, then started my search for a decent pub. I've made this speech in my blog about backpacking Europe, but I will make it again, here. When traveling alone, the quest for a social evening is hit or miss. Many-a-time, I pulled myself up to a bar, ordered a pint, ...