Brennan's Yard Hotel Galway

Lower Merchants Road Galway, County Galway, Western Ireland, Ireland

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Cliffs of Moher... the cliffs of insanity!!!

A travel blog entry by reganpullen

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... Hear the Celtic legends surrounding the ancient burial tombs, or dolmens. Our stop for the night is Galway, Ireland’s cultural capital and festival city.

I am excited to visit the Cliffs of Moher... our tour guide has been talking about them a lot for the past few ...

Hen Parties and Rainbow Sheep

A travel blog entry by celestemarie

... were sheep....everywhere! Each herd had different colored slashes of spray-paint on them. They looked liked a leprechaun had gotten a hold of them and tossed them through a rainbow. BTW, the Irish seem to fully embrace the leprechaun/pot of gold at the end of the rainbow stereotype. After finally making our way back to our b&b, we are totally exhausted. No Guinness tonight, I suppose. Tomorrow, more driving awaits us. At least our little diesel rental has good gas ...

Galway Girl

A travel blog entry by 2travelis2live

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... adds up to about $300 so far. But, for some reason this day was different. I didn't get sick on the bus or the ferry...it must have been that prayer I said the entire bus ride and ferry ride to the island and back! :) wooohhh, it was an amazing start to what proceeded to be an amazing day!

The weather on the island could not have been more PERFECT. I rented a bike and enjoyed a day of sun and happiness by myself. At first I found it ...

Finally here!

A travel blog entry by jennyrich

I finally made it to Galway!! It only took a couple hours wait in Boston, 6 hour flight, 2 hour immigration wait, and a 6 hour wait in the lobby followed by an hour and half bus ride to Galway on a small and smelly bus with 18 other strangers who will eventually become my family for my time in Ireland. When we got ...

Small Dirt Road

A travel blog entry by saritabrady

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To get to Letterfrack, a small farm village of few houses in South Western Ireland, we had to pass from Dublin in the East through Joyce Country in the West. Our air-conditioning was broken so we kept the windows down. Irish wind tugged at our hair and brought smells of grass, earth, and sheep. I had never felt Irish much before, as someone who was brought up very much by my Cuban grandmother, but something about this place drew from me that ...