Cromore Halt Inn
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After four great (except for Robin's nasty virus) weeks in France it was time to head for the Emerald Isle. The trip north towards Paris was uneventful until a toll booth refused all our credit cards after being OK just two hours before. After checking with VISA that evening everything was fine with our cards. The problem was the company that operates that particular segment of the highway does not recognise Canadian cards. Lesson learned; always ...
... the door. there were 4 people total in line for this bus, 1 man was laughing at it all, and the older woman said "ay we'll get there soon enough. it'll be grand", and we did, we hit the road a few minutes after 11, and I was speaking with the woman and the driver who were both from Derry and suggested things and places to see/do and it was a continued journey of meeting people who were incredibly friendly. I resumed reading oscar wilde's "the picture of dorian grey" and ...
... our way to the carrack-a-rede bridge! The carrack-a-rede bridge was built in the 1600's by salmon fisherman who used it to get from the Ireland mainland to a small island to check their fishing nets! Obviously it had been redone now to make sure it is safer but boy is it still scary! It's probably 30-40 metres above the crashing ocean waves with just a plank of wood over the ropes to make it easier to walk one! It was £5 to walk ...
... after a song written by Jimmy Kennedy who lived in Portstewart and watched a boat with red sails sailing off the coast there. Because of the festival, all the restaurants in town were busy. Debbie suggested we not drive into town that night as there would be a big crowd and no place to park. She thought it would be fine to walk, but we decided that the walk to the golf course and watching the fireworks was enough.
Cole found us a wonderful hostel in the seaside town of Portstewart in Northern Ireland. It gave us a private room and time to explore the Giant's Causeway and all the treasures along the Northwest coast of Ireland. Our first adventure was Dunluce Castle which I really loved, it was a rainy day but that didn't stop us from exploring the ...