I have found that predicting weather in Ireland is almost impossible. It can be bright and sunny one minute and pouring rain the next. Sometimes it rains while the skies are still sunny, hence all the rainbows whose ends provide hiding places for the leprechauns’ pots of gold. Today we saw several rainbows on our drive to the Cliffs of Moher Visitor Centre and as we walked along the cliff paths. The Visitors Center has a cafe, some exhibits, a few shops, and most importantly restrooms.

The cliffs are dramatic and offer some beautiful views of the Atlantic. We were afraid it would be too foggy to see anything, but we were fortunate that the skies cleared a bit when we arrived. The wind was gusty and it was a bit damp at times, but we still were able to get some nice photos. Walking along the paths can be difficult, especially for us old folk with mobility issues, so “Cliff Lifts” (electric buggies) are available for those who need them. Paul had his trekking poles, so we walked, albeit a little slower than everyone else.






After our cliff walk, we stopped in the Visitors Centre where we heard singing. It turned out to be an a cappella men’s choir from Colorado called the Sound of the Rockies. We had a few minutes to kill before boarding our bus, so we stopped in a little music shop and Paul bought an Irish whistle which he was discouraged from playing on the bus.
Our next stop was the Burren Smokehouse where we learned all about smoked salmon and tasted some samples. The presenter told us all about cold smoking (the Irish way) and hot smoking (the Swedish way) and offered us a taste of each.
Back on the bus, we were off to Galway where we had some free time to explore the city on our own. Strolling around Eyre Square, we found the John F. Kennedy monument and, on Shop Street, statues of Oscar Wilde and Eduard Vilde as well as the Galway Girl with whom Paul made a wish It started to rain again so we popped into a little gift shop and bought hats. (Maybe that was what Paul wished for.)



This evening dinner was on our own, so we walked from the hotel to the Huntsman Inn where we dined on fish and chips in their gastropub.

Tomorrow we visit Kylmore Abbey and Connamara.
















































