We leave Galway behind and start down the coast road to the Cliffs of Moher! We have time before heading to Ennis and the Fleadh Nua. All goes well until we start down the coast road (remember I am driving on the wrong side of the car on the wrong side of the road). The driving lane is two bicycles wide or one and 1/2 the size of a normal lane of traffic. On the right (Guy's side of the car) is a fairly continuous brick wall, my side is in the middle and we have a steady stream of tour buses, aaaah! I'm not sure if I was cursing or praying, The view of the sea is spectacular, castles and cottages dot the landscape we are really in Ireland, we try to not get hysterical and enjoy the ride.
Soon we are parking our car and walking to the cliffs, I am awestruck! The mountain meets the sea, the waves are rolling in and boats, appear from seemingly nowhere. There is quite a crowd, as we walk an older gent is playing his squeeze box (accordion) I see a harp a little further up the path, is this real? The terrain is rugged and unforgiving ,but the moment is ethereal.
I want to tarry a while, but the men are thirsty and we still have miles to Ennis and of course the same fabulous highway system.
Hilarious!!!
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