There was quite a friendly man from Dublin on our day tour, and he managed to ask practically everyone where they were from. There was a big group from Finland and three smaller groups from Switzerland, Yugoslavia, and Dublin. As far as we could tell, our small group of three were the only Americans.
As we passed Galway Irish Crystal, the coach driver, John, told us that we could find chandeliers there that cost thousands of euros. The sparkling gems shined through the windows as we drove by. As we passed by Galway Bay, John asked if any of us knew who sang the song “Galway Bay.” I never heard the song, until the friendly man from Dublin announced that Bing Crosby was the one, and he proceeded to sing to us. Bing Crosby sang that tune during his musical tribute to Ireland that was filmed in 1966 in Dublin. Click here, if you would like to hear Bing sing with a wee bit of an Irish accent.
Our first stop was at Monks Seafood Restaurant and Bar, Ballyvaughan Bay. We stopped to visit what the Irish call “the toilet.” I learned not to ask about the locations of rest rooms in Ireland because that question will be received by an odd look.
As we traveled along, the Dubliner kept on singing tunes. During his breaks, John talked about rock formations, the Celtic Tiger, and economic times.
Our next stop was the Ballyalban Fairy Fort.
I tried, but I couldn’t find any fairies.
We enjoyed the countryside, stopped to see a 5,000-year-old tomb, and drove by the O’Brien Castle.
Next were the high crosses at Kilfenora.
When we stopped for lunch at Gus O’Connor’s Pub, we were instructed to be done in 45 minutes. We rushed in and gave our order, worried about how it would be possible for the restaurant to get everyone’s food ready in that short of time. When our food order came to us very quickly, we realized that they had a great system.
My salmon was very fresh and was served with mashed potatoes, mashed carrots, asparagus, and topped with a sauce and tiny little shamrocks, for good luck, I’m sure.
After we boarded the coach, John counted and noticed that some people had gone missing. Soon our friendly Dubliner was back on the bus with his companions, being escorted onboard by John.
“I left a full pint at the bar,” the Dubliner said sadly. He had grown a little quiet before we stopped for lunch, but the moment the wheels on the bus started turning, he was singing tunes again.
Soon we stopped at our destination. We had an hour and a half to explore The Cliffs of Moher. We guessed that the temperature was around 60 degrees, but the strong winds made it feel much cooler.
Sights like these, I have never seen before.
Towards the end of our stay, we visited the gift shop to warm up. When we got on the coach, everyone was very quiet and seemed to have gotten their fill of fresh air! We were not surprised that no one needed to get escorted onto the coach this time. The three of us talked about how the cows were always happily grazing. If only they knew what a lovely scene was just 400 yards away from their barbed wired fence.
John drove us along for quite a ways. We stopped briefly to look at the sheep. They stopped munching and looked our way, as if they were happy to see us.
The cows caused a bit of a traffic jam when their path crossed right in front of ours.
It seemed as if cars disappeared when we traveled by each other. See how little the car looks in this picture?
When we got back to our hotel, the three of us had an “American meal” of pizza and Caesar salad. It was a great way to end a great day.