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... when the girls left, all twenty of them, the pub still seemed full!
Today, Sunday, the TT drove to Loop Head, the most Westerly point of Ireland, climbed a lighthouse there (when we say climbed it means they walked up the steps inside, OK?), saw the mouth of the river Shannon and are currently at the b&b preparing for another night at one of the Doolin pubs, hopefully to find the craic again.
... the Cliffs, it really feels like a proper experience. The view from the nice accessible path is nice too, but nothing like getting hit by the wind and feeling the tweak of vertigo looking down at that drop. Some things are massive tourist attractions because they are so amazing, so beautiful that everyone in the world wants to see them. The Cliffs of Moher are one of those attractions. Just about everyone in Ireland goes to see them, but it's for a good reason.
... back-to-back trips every weekend is draining me. It will be nice to lounge around and maybe take a few walks around town and check out the things close to here that I haven't become to familiar with. Also, I just realized that Monday is a holiday in Ireland... with my lack of Friday and Tuesday classes, this means that as of six on Thursday, I am free for a five day weekend.
Maybe I'll do some homework.
Hope everything is grande.
... said and hopped off the back of the cart. We hiked up the path to the castle, which was set on the highest point on the Island. Standing beside it you could see the land sloping down to the coast in every direction. As I stood looking at the ocean the wind picked up and I realized something, I should buy another sweater. Luckily, the Aran Islands are known for its wool, and I had no problem finding a beautiful burgundy cable knit cardigan that fit the bill.
Ashley and I ...
“Thank god.” Ashley said. “I thought it was just me.”
“Where is this town?” I asked. I looked around. The scenery was spectacular. Rolling hills, cattle grazing on fields carpeted with wildflowers, stone fences, but absolutely no hint of a pharmacy, or any other sign of civilization. “Well I guess we keep going. I’m sure we will get there soon.” We kept peddling ...