Ostan Loch Altan
Travel Blogs from Gortahork
... that by the time I reach Dublin, it will be even more.
I have spent my night with a giant cup of tea (there were no mugs so I used a jug…) and a collection of notes writing and writing. So I am technically up-to-date at my end.
Although, you haven’t read any of them so you still think I am in Derry. Sly girl Lisa. Sly.
Actually, given there are about 6 entries before this one, you would know exactly where I am.
Lisa xo ...
... done, and wash stuff, but someone else does it all?
I went to one of them.
16 dollars to wash 6 pairs of socks and a shirt!
Then I came back up to the hostel and cooked dinner (For some reason I have suddenly gone really healthy. Let’s hope this is not a phase)
I was meeting Seb to go to a thing I found online called the Slice of Ireland. ...
It was just a usual travel day.
Nothing overly exciting. Usually something does happen that makes it exciting, but not always.
But on the upside, I met a lovely Aussie bloke at the hostel (even though I am camping on the grass) from Canberra.
And the lady who runs the hostel is gorgeous! But she took the **** out of me for being Tasmanian! Haha.
I am so so tired!
Lisa xo ...
Left Donegal B and B hay woods owned by paddy and Dorothy. Taking coastal road to slieve League, highest shear cliffs in Europe. The cliffs are amazing, you nearly kill yourself walking to them, thank god Shane went and got the car. Left the cliffs and headed for glencolmcille to visit a small historical village. Beautiful scenery, so green, wonderful mountain and coastal area. Lots ...
... who weave the fabric, design the clothes, make then and then sell them in their own shop. This was more interesting than the other craft stops. Edie even bought a scarf. We then travelled on to the Sieve League cliffs. These are nearly three times higher than the Cliffs of Maher. We were told that this was the best weather they had had all year, so we were very lucky. The bus was too large to go to the top of ...