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Travel Blogs from Ballina
I have been staying with a university friend of mine who is working in Ireland. We have travelled around the county of Mayo seeing abbeys that have Mass said in them since 1216, and ruins of old monasteries and churches. You leave with a sense how constant the Church has been through the centuries. We had afternoon tea at Ashford Castle including scones and clotted cream! On Saturday, we went to Knock where 15 people from the ages of 5 ...
update on 10/16 - went to dinner on the quay (pronounced "key" for those of you in the Bronx. - Had some oysters and scallops right from the Bay.
Went to Matt Maloy's Bar - the flutist from the Chieftains owns it or that is the rumor - met some folks from Belfast.
Went to the bar next store - the Portush - nice Irish music -
update 10/17 - Marian made us soup for lunch - went to an Italinan restaurant for dinner in town - food was great - La Belle Vita ...
... look out, birds in flight towards a pole with a pile of them crumpled at the base of the pole. The other interesting roadside sculpture was a 4 metre high fiddle half buried in the embankment of the road. The warmth of the car and patient status allowed Pol to engage in recuperative rest, so we bypassed Our Lady of Knock and drove to Castlebar and checked into the Harlequin Hotel. After a visit to the hairdresser and a walk around this quaint town, we had a drink and early curry and ...
... bathroom stop. Back on the road and our stop for the night at the Waterfront House right on the beach. Our room opens to the west so we had nice sunset views.
In case anyone is wondering, today was day four of great weather. Cool but the sun has been out quite a bit and so far nor rain. Hope our luck holds.
We stay at this hotel two ...
I know that the journey of life is full of new welcomes, sad farewells and everything in between. But I don't like the last time of anything.
In fact, if I didn't know it was the last time, i wouldn't mind so much.
But knowing today was the last time I was packing down my tent called Rosie was tough.
Because it's not just a tent anymore.
It's been my home for over three months. I've had her for over a year.