On the Road to Galway


Jo and I set off early on the road to Galway with a stop along the way to see the Cliffs of Moher.  The ride was a novel one, broken in half more or less by a ferry ride from Tarbert and Killimer across the River Shannon. It was an efficient boat, loading and unloading quickly and smoothly; the trip took about a half hour.

There's a lot of build up to the Cliffs of Moher, but the place has become highly commercialized: kitschy shops selling everything from kids' toys to jewelry, and big crowds. The cliffs are a stop for the big tour busses. Well, crowds or not, the cliffs are an impressive sight.










Another hour-and-a-half drive and we were in Galway. We strolled around the very busy center city where streets are jammed with walkers and buskers.









And we had an excellent dinner here:


Then it was time to head home and get some sleep so we can get up early tomorrow for our trip to the Aran Islands.


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