'I (m)issed the Blarney Stone'

Trip Start May 01, 2010
Trip End May 24, 2010

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Flag of Ireland  , County Cork,
Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Today we left Galway, and our first stop of the day was at a random bunch of cliffs. It was just a photo stop, I don't think it was supposed to be anything special. But it was so much fun! We went right out to the edge, and it was all foggy out and everything looked really cool. I tried to go out onto a little ledge type thing, but then the fear of heights kicked in again and I stopped myself.
The next stop was at the Cliffs of Moher, which were cool looking, I guess, but you couldn't go right up to them like you could on Inishmore and the cliffs we stopped at first thing this morning. So I took some pictures and moved on to the souvenir shops, haha. I found a really nice shirt at the one gift shop here, not as in-your-face as some of the other souvenir shirts you usually find.
Lunch today was across the street from Bunratty Castle, which we didn't have time to go in to. I had another meal of chicken, gravy and potatoes (both mashed and boiled, yuck. Too much potato for one day!). After lunch, we drove to the Blarney Castle, and I actually did it! Me, with the insane fear of heights, I actually leaned backwards and kissed the Blarney Stone! I'm so surprised I even made it up the little winding staircases it took to get up there, let alone actually kissing it. I bought the official souvenir photo, of course, because no one back home would believe me if I didn't!
Maria and I also found the best souvenir shirt gift ever for Brent, who had to go into Dublin today to the Canadian embassy, after losing his passport in Galway. We knew he was super bummed about missing out on the Blarney Stone and all that, but we found a shirt that basically said "I Missed the Blarney Stone" and got it for him. We got everyone to sign the gift box for him, and gave it to him later that night at the pub. Best gift ever, I think.
The pub we went to in Cork after supper tonight was kind of.... seedy, for lack of a better word. It was really small, and a bunch of us were sitting around a tiny little table, when all of a sudden the wall behind me lifted up to reveal a whole other huge area of the pub. It was strange.  We gave Brent his gift when he got in from Dublin, and he loved it, thankfully. Maria and I ended up going back to the hotel earlier than everyone else, and having a slumber party in her room. As we were walking back however, we heard a busker, which we had encountered many of since being in Scotland and Ireland. But we came to the realization that every single busker and live band/singer we'd seen in any pub had played the song Wonderwall by Oasis. It should be the Irish national anthem or something.
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