As it continued to rain on the Dingle peninsula, I boarded the first of 3 busses to take me back to Galway. Taking the same route backwards as I had a couple of days before was a breeze! I knew where the bathrooms were, I knew how to find the next bus and I slept when I wasn’t admiring the small towns we drove through mentally planning my next trip to Ireland.
I checked into my 6 bed mixed ensuite room and found all of the outlets by my bed
And headed back to that awesome pizza place to try the other vegetarian pizza- the pesto.
These are the owners:
The next day I boarded the bus for the Connemara and Cong tour. Every muscle in my body still hurt from the bike ride, so I was happy to see that the other passengers looked like they belonged at the matinee of a broadway musical (the blue-haired crowd they’re called).
We drove past a castle that an American Woman currently lives in.
She was allowed to put in glass windows and heating but can’t move any of the walls, so the rooms are very small.
The sky was beautiful
Our first stop was at the Ross Errilly Friary. Errilly and Friary rhyme. We bumped down a single lane road, stopping for a few minutes as a truck zig zagged its way out of the road. We were given 15 minutes to explore.
Now this was my kind of playground! With only 15 minutes, I hopped over the uneven stones, slipping past the old people to make sure I saw everything!
The roof caved in and the troof came out and I didn’t know what to do
Can you tell I’m having fun?
Beyond the bigger rooms where services would have been held (and probably meals and gatherings) there was a labyrinth of smaller rooms where people lived on several levels.
Here I could picture where the floors were. There’s a fireplace for the upper level on the right above the window.
With the interior floors, the ceilings would have been so low!
I wondered how tall the Irish of a couple hundred years ago actually were.
Today, the inside of the friary is used as a graveyard for the descendants of those who lived here.
A tiny window
I bounced around trying to imagine what it would have been like to live here in these tiny corridors.
The view from the Friary
Now that was fun.
Nice. I think the Irish were short.