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Travel Blogs from Riverstown
Another overcast and wet day on the west coast of Ireland. Travelled firstly to the Cliffs of Moher which are high cliffs on the Atlantic coast. Unfortunately visibility was reduced to almost nil. Nextly drove through limestone district of Burren ...
... What day this week? There are 7.
What time? 24 hours in a day.
What pub? There are 600+.
And you expect me to find you how??
Yet, as an overly excited me does...I went out. Looking, asking, searching.
I think i walked into 15 pubs. And at midnight 6 hours later, i walked sober back to the hostel.
You would think I would have given up. But no.
I do need a life though.
Which I fear may have been the sad sad way I met Paul.
I'd like to say that I whizzed past and was an amazing surfer with nice hair.
But in reality I think it was more of a belly flop and my fringe was tied back making me look like a red faced pale skinned pineapple.
But as you all know I am the queen of making good first impressions!
The thing I seriously love about travelling on my own is the freedom to pack up and go where I want at the drop of a hat. Which is precisely what I did today.
The other day when I was out surfing, I really noticed how much I missed it, and vowed never to spend so long away from the ocean again.
So I'm not.
I took a bus from Donegal to Bundoran today, and hired out a board.
... rough. The coach offered to help me once more, ‘one for the road’ as he put it.
But it was so muddled, that we never actually found a wave like the ones I was looking for.
I just said I would get one more myself.
So I did, I looked for it, paddled and got my last wave of the day.
And it was a really good wave.
I took my board up and crashed next to the other two people in the group, not able to get the smile off my face.