Another early start - ready to go by 9.00am.
At that time we were picked up by two jaunting
carts (horse and open carriage) for a ride into the Killarney
National Park.
The seven Aussies were in the first cart and the rest in the back
one.
The driver even stopped and took photos of us all on seven cameras!
Other than by foot it is the only way to get there.
It was lovely.
The morning was a bit cool but not too bad and the fresh air was
wonderful!
The park is beautiful
there was a nice house just on the
outskirts of the park that was lived in by the man (an Irishman)
who designed the Pentagon in the US!
We saw cows - Ireland is full of them and I
think I saw more cows in the four days I was there than I have
in my whole life, deer and rabbits - all very cute!
There were bluebells everywhere (they are very sweet flowers)
but none of my shots worked as I was moving in the cart when I
was trying to take them.
Then we got on the bus and drove to our next stop which was lunch.
To get there we had to cross the Shannon Ferry
and pass through Trallee which a very small town but it has 58
pubs in it.
At one place on the main street there were four in a row on one
side and three in a row on the other side!
We stopped for lunch in Lahinich which is apparently
a surfing town.
Make your own decision when you see the photos.
We had lunch in a pub that is run by a guy that used to be in
the TV show "Father Ted".
It was a very funny show and Joey said that we had to call him
Farrder the whole time.
Then it was off to the 750 foot Cliffs of Moher.
This place was good cool.
Joey wouldnt let us out of the bus until
he had drilled into us the fact that if you fall you die and not
to be 'stewped'.
He then told us to make sure that we go down onto the ledge and
hang over the edge.
He contradicted himself slightly as we had to climb over safety
barriers to get to the ledge but we did it anyway!
I am not afraid of heigths at all - in fact
I love it but this was high.
We got down on our hands and knees and hung-crawled to the edge
of the cliff then layed flat on our stomachs and poked out heads
out.
I got a bit of a head spin actually!
Then it seemed to me that there were far too
many people hanging around near the edge and I could see someone
getting knocked over!
Went and sat way back!.
One of the girls on our tour was a gymnast and we had her do a handstand on a bit of a rise (way back from the edge) but it looked like she was doing it on the edge.
After we all got back on the bus safely we headed off through the Burren (which is a limestone plateau).
There were rock walls built on them that went
nowhere and served no purpose.
They are called the 'famine walls'.
They were built during the famine in Ireland when the Brits, when
trying to break the spirits of the Irish and have them renounce
their Catholicism, made the men, women and children build these
walls.
Joey stopped the bus and we climbed out on
the Burren.
It was like being on the moon - so different to the Ireland I
thought which was rolling green hills and that sort of thing.
It seemed so pointless and Joey was very passionate when he was
taking to us about it.
It did bring the mood down a little bit then he just did something
else crazy and got us going again.
The last drive of the day was into Galway.
We got to the hostel which was really nice.
He told us a bit about the history of the place including that
of the Claddagh ring - there is a brochure in the parcel I sent.
(see diary Saturday 15th May)
There was one American girl who
didnt mix with anyone on the bus at all.
She sat on the bus with her headphones on and as soon as we got
off it to do stuff she took off on her own.
She didnt have lunch or dinner or a drink with us the whole
time.
She also mentioned to the South African girl on the tour that
she felt left out - you have to help yourself out a bit.
I was on my own and had the best time!
Anyway, at the hostel one of the group was going to have to be
in a room on their own.
She said that she would do it - jumped in so fast it wasnt
funny.
She was thinking that she would get a single room (which we all
knew she wouldnt) and instead she found out she was going
to be in a room with no one from the tour that she knew and there
was going to be boys in there which she wasnt happy about.
I saw her in the hallway and she was looking very upset.
She couldnt understand why hostels werent arranged
according to sex and age and she thought she was going to be stuck
with a whole lot of young drunk boys - I checked the bag tags
of the people already in the room and there were girls names and
boys names.
I offered to swap the rooms with her.
She asked if I really minded.
I said that I had absolutely no problem with this as I preferred
being in dorms with boys and girls as they are usually more social.
I said that I did it most places I stayed.
I told her that I couldnt guarantee there were no boys in
the room I was already in but at least there were two girls from
our tour on there.
She was very appreciative and I had done my good deed for the
day - nice hey, Mum?
We all (minus the American girl) headed to
a pub for dinner.
They had reserved a space for us and we had dinner.
They played some funky music and the place soon filled up.
Then the "Belfast Car Bombs" came
out - half a pint of Guiness, a shot glass half filled with Baileys
Irish Cream in the bottom and the top half was Irish whiskey.
You drop the shot glass into the pint and then skull the whole
think.
The last thing you taste is the Baileys which is really nice but
the rest of the grog just rocks you.
Joey (who was a drinker) wouldnt do one and the American
girls did two.
The rest of the group only did one
far too dangerous!!!!
Meagan wasnt feeling well so her, Mai and me went back to
the hostel.
There was no one in my room yet so I had a shower and dried my
hair and got into bed before anyone got back.
I think I had a great room!