I'm starting today's post with a few pictures from the road from yesterday.
I have to say, I just absolutely love ... and feel like I belong in ... the Irish countryside. It's green, and hills, and sheep and cows, and cottages and farms, and rivers and streams, and so many trees! Maybe an Irish cottage should be in my future.
So you will just have to put up with my need to show photo after photo.
We left our hotel this morning heading (eventually) to Killarney, but by way of the Cliffs or Moher and a town called Adare. Let's start with the former.
John - who has turned out to be an amazing driver [a little aside about driving a big coach in Europe, on streets and intersections that were never made for a vehicle as big as these are. I'm amazed at the skill of many I have seen on this and prior trips, and am very happy to say that John may be the best] would his way up and up winding roads through the burren landscape and then through the woods. I was fortunate not to be on the open edge of the road on the way up because it would have kept me from looking out the window at all on some occasions (as it did later on the way down again).
At the top, we were at the entrance area to the Cliffs of Moher. There are two overlooks, both a considerable climb. I admit to wimping out and taking a little motorized cart ride up, at least to the main viewing area. I climbed a little bit further as well. But I had done something to my ankle, and some of you know I don't have great knees.
The wind was definitely blowing, even at the bottom. It was gale force at the top. Even I actually felt like I might be blown over by the wind a few times. And that's pretty unusual - I'm not small and I'm short (low center of gravity).
But the views were beautiful!!!
After we got back on the bus, Meagan challenged us to write a Limerick (after all, we are in Ireland and in the county of Limerick) so I wrote this - my 1st limerick!
I went up to the Cliffs of Moher
Reaching the top made me sore
The wind was so strong
I said perhaps I was wrong
Pictures can come from the store!
On the way to Adare, I couldn't help myself.
Adare is known for its thatched roofs and one of its several churches (among other things) ...
but for me, the highlight was the lovely Adare Town Park. You guys know how I feel about parks!
We arrived at the hotel in Killarney after about a 90km drive, and checked into our hotel (beautiful, and we get to stay here two nights, which is lovely). My charming room:
Finally, a dinner at the hotel with the whole group, and then off to another optional experience: Gaelic Roots. A show of Irish music and dancing. And then to bed ... to prepare for another day!
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