From a dizzy hight
Trip Start Mar 23, 2010
14Trip End Apr 03, 2010
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We will start our day again with a lesson in Gealic " Marbh le tae agus marbh gan e" - some people are never satisfied. Maybe this this motivate our youngest to at least respond to our blog and to let us know that she is still alive an well - or maybe just alive.
Another beautiful day in paradise, how lucky can you be. Except for a couple of hours of rain on Wednesday we had no rain this week. Each day we prayed for just a little sunshine that we could at least see the beautiful coastline, and our prayers have been answered.
We were so excited to see smoked haddock on the breakfast menu (pink vis) that both Johan and I ordered it
After leaving the hotel we decided again to follow the hosts advice and to try and drive to the Cliffs of Moher as soon as possible, while the weather holds. In his estimation is should have taken us about 2.5 hours to get there, but he does not know us. (On a previous vacation with my parents it took us 6 hours to do 100 miles). We missed the first ferry because we stopped to many times to photograph road signs, this delayed us by an hour. A time we used to walk though the town of Tarbet, and to eat he best fish pie I ever had. It was fish pieces in a white sauce covered with mash potatoes.
The car ferry took us over the bay to Killimer. Here we immediately set of to get lost. Johan said to navigate to need a map, to get directions you need a GPS, having both is no guarantee of not getting lost. I saw in the distance what I thought was a little settlement in the distance with grass roofed houses. We drove from the already narrow "highway" we were on, into a very single road. At the end of the road we found a burial ground, very interesting, but with no way to turn around, we had to continue forward
After finally founding the coastline we went to the Cliffs of Moher. You can not really see it from the coast, you have to park and then walk about a mile to the cliffs. It was awesome, beautiful, magnificent, I am running out of word but I assume you get the picture. I was surprised that my fright of hight allowed me to go up most of the way. When we reached a sign that states in 4 languages that you are not suppose to go beyond this point because it is dangerous and Johan when past that point I really got scared. The cliffs are about 1000 feet hight, and if you fall down,.. the best I can say you will not get up again. Please see the pictures, Johan did a great job on those.
Leaving the Cliff of Moher we picked up a lady, she just walked a full 10 km on the beach and was turning abound to the little town on Doolen. She was thankful for the lift. Doolen is a beautiful little town, close to the coast. He we sat in a pub (we really haven't done a lot of this), and watch a rugby game
After the game we set out again trying to find another cute place to sleep. Along the way saw the outline of a castle from a distance and Johan stopped to get "the perfect picture". Sheep, dark brooding clouds, green grass and the Ballinalacken caste in the back ground. This is definitely one of my favorite pictures of the trip. We also stopped at a well - luckily there was a warning that you are not suppose to drink the water, if not I might have tried some.
When it was getting dark we found another perfect B&B. See the photos from Drumcreechy House.
Now again to make our kids proud we left the B&B at 8:30 pm for dinner, waited till 10:30 for the band to set up, and then enjoyed some live music in an Irish Pub. There was a couple of amazing things that happened and I will try to highlight some. In true van der Walt fashion Johan again made a new best friend. Initially the pub was not very busy and we were sitting at a table, this Irish guy was sitting at the bar, and started to talk to Johan
We just had the pleasure of our second daylight savings "fall back" which means in total that we got 2 days less sleep this year. The only remedy for this would be to take another international vacation in the fall to ensure that we can "fall forwards" twice :-) How is that for a motivation for another vacation?
Please remember that it is now only a couple of days before our baby boy turns 21 - please make him smile that day. I assume I have to end this blog with a message to him. "Is minic a bhi fear maith I seanbristle" Good men can often be found wearing worn britches"
Love you all and miss you a lot.