Lynch Breaffy House Resort Castlebar

... for us and we had a snack of tea and cookies.

In the town of Moville, we parked the car to walk around a bit, and ended up in the Clock Tower for lunch. The place was beautiful inside, full of intricately carved wood and beautiful ceilings. We had soup and sandwiches and John asked the bartender for permission to take some pictures and was given leave to do so.

We drove into Greencastle and right onto the ferry that would take us to Northern ...

... twinned” with Achill, and the woman wanted to know how anyone from Achill would wind up in Cleveland.

We continued our drive along the north coast of the island and into the hamlet of Bunnacurry. We decided to look for a b&b, and we saw one as we drove by. The Hillside B&B was next to the Achill Hill Lodge, and I found they were joint ventures. Instead of putting us in her “old fashioned” home, Bernie took us into the lodge that is owned ...

... up. All along the way we'd see Irish parents practically dunking their children in the stream and blessing them, much to the dismay of most of the kids but it kept us entertained for sure. Just being up on the mountain looking out over Ireland with sheep grazing all around felt right. I connected a little with the homeland when I was up there which was very cool. However we had things to do and see so we had to climb down, but I want to go ...

... and given 7,000 acres. Still a lot, but not nearly as much or as good of land as they had. The Inside was furnished as it would have been in the 1900's (we werent allowed to take pictures inside) and got to see how the landlord would conduct business with his tenants...by hiding behind a secret bookcase and having an agent do everything! The grounds were absolutely beautiful too. There is a large lake ...

... took the man in and kept him safe until it was his time to ascend the thrown. To repay the clergy for their kindness he vowed to build them a brand new church, but when he returned years later and asked the priests how they liked their new church he found that it had never been built. this is because the stone masons didnt have things like map quest or a tom tom, so instead of building the church where Ballintubbers Abbey is they built ...

... them....taught us all a lesson that day...castle tomorrow night. saw our first peat bog today very strange...lots of fat livestock, sheep and cows....not me and kt....saw a church where an appariton appeared 100 years ago, mary, joseph and sheep, church deemed it true, now evrone comes there to pray. we prayed someone was reading this blog and for the suitcases to arrive. saw a 200 year old farm house, hasn't changed at all everything the same as is was back then ...

... 70 and so sweet. She started to pull the first pint and Jim stopped her to ask if she took credit cards or US dollars. She said "oh no dear, we do not." When we said we had not changed money yet she said, "Just have one now and bring the money back later." Now, who in the US would say that? We of course did not take her up on the offer. We got directions to a market, purchased some supplies and stopped at a place that ...

... leprechaun on the side of the road with chewing tobacco in his mouth, but there wasn’t any dip in the road. Another favorite, after excessive winding, would be “SLOW” painted on the road, a sign saying “Dangerous Bends Ahead” then another sign saying “SLOWER” followed by a speed limit sign of 100 km/h, and then a less sharp curve than any of the previously unmarked dozen. Large coach buses, which ...

Hi All Well after a hectic week with all the family, some departed on Friday but the remaining on Saturday. I am now in Castlebar with the remaining 5, I head back to Kilkenny later today and view a potential b&b and then head to one of my favourite cities - Dublin for the remainder of my time here. The week in Killarney was a great relaxing time and we all had ...

... set without so much as an ‘excuse me’ or ‘sorry, dear’ coming from their lips. Once I’d been shoulder-charged back outside by a running maul of old ducks, I was going to take issue with Nanna about the disgrace of her generation but I just couldn’t keep up with her – the wind was pushing her along so fiercely she was power walking like an Olympian.

After another ...