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| The view from our room: 317 |
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| Later that night- look how far the water receded |
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| A nice horse in town |
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| The Cliffs of Moher |
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| Splash! |
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| Bird in flight. |
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| Brave surfers |
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| Mural behind the t-shirt shop |
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| The little harbor |
Monday, July 16, 2012
Liscannor and The Cliffs of Moher
Yesterday, July 15, was a driving day to get from Cork to Liscannor. It took about three hours to drive here, but it was a nice day, and we love traveling together. Rachael makes a great co-pilot, entering information into our GPS system, and handing me gummy bears in regular intervals. The weather was a bit bi-polar, goin from rain to sun to rain to sun. Everything brightened up as we were pulling into Liscannor. We took advantage of the weather and walked around the very small town, ending up at a pub with a nice outdoor sitting area and wi-fi. While Rachael typed her blog and I checked my e-mail I had an interesting encounter with a local man who had been drinking since breakfast. He started off by calling me Osama Bin Laden, then moved along to confim my thoughts of how I am viewed in this country by calling me a giant. Once we had gotten our wi-fi fix we walked a couple of doors down and had dinner. I again had seafood chowder as well as Irish stew. The stew was delicious, and was made of beef soaked in Guinness, carrotts, all over a mound of mashed potatoes, and drenched in a rich brown sauce.
Today we woke up excited to head to the Cliffs of Moher. However, it was terribly rainy and windy, and our enthusiasm quickly mellowed. After having breakfast in the hotel we went back to the room and took a nap. I mean, we had been awake for all of 2 hours after all. When we woke up we were glad to see that conditions had improved outside. The cliffs were absolutely amazing! Although visibility was reduced because of the low clouds and ever changing weather, the views were breath taking. Also, the wind would be blowing so hard that you had to lean into it just to keep your footing, then, all of a sudden, it would stop and your body would lurch forward, giving you a very unsettling feeling that you may accidentally throw yourself off of the cliffs. I took a few minutes just to soak it all in: smelling the salt air, feeling the whirling winds, watching the waves crash against the jagged stones below while birds soared effortlessly around the stone walls. Although I wanted to move ever closer to the edge just to get that one picture, their many signs warning about the dangers of doing so won the war with my psyche. While we were walking back down the weather really took a turn for the worst, and we took refuge in the visitors center.
We spent the rest of the day visiting local stores and shops, including those in the seaside town of Leacht. As we ate our dinner we could watch suffers fight the currents in pursuit of the perfect wave. By this time the weather was epic: the kind of weather that they sing about in songs from pirate movies. Upon our return to the hotel we walked out across a large rock bed to get some more photographs from this side of the Atlantic Ocean. We climbed our way across the stones, then up the wall of of the harbor entrance. I was very happy with the pictures that we were able to take. Tomorrow morning we leave early for the town of Sligo.
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G and I couldn't help thinking about you last night while watching a marathon of An Idiot Abroad, not because of the title of the show, but because of his many uncomfortable encounters and his way of dealing with them that makes me laugh so hard I have to pause it until the tears in my eyes clear up. In particular, the episode where he visits Mexico and has to eat the worm from a bottle of tequila. I can picture you slapping your throat to get something you would rather not have eaten to go down. Enjoy your last few days.
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