On our last morning in Galway, we slept in until 10am. No longer can we trust our internal clocks! How could we sleep so late? Breakfast closes at 10am! We ran downstairs like kids at Christmas to see if we could still score some kippers or at the very least, a piece of toast. Luckily, this is not the continental breakfast at Motel 6 that's supposed to be served until 10:30 but the gum-snapping front desk clerk starts closing it down at 10:15.
They were happy to serve us. Lindsay was able to catch a brief clip of her new favorite TV show, a British kids-history program we both found very educational and very funny, but we never found out what it's called.
We got in the car and left Galway for Connemara and Ballynahinch Castle. Connemara is a National Park. It was here that the skies truly broke and we were blessed with the most beautiful weather of our trip.
Jeremy describes Connemara as Colorado's mountains mixed with Michigan's inland lakes, but no mosquitoes or idiots on jet skis. He was overwhelmed by the beauty and quiet, especially after a few days in Galway.
Soon we arrived at Ballynahinch.
The pictures say it all. Built in 1759, this place is hotbed for fly fishermen. Salmon as long as your arm jump clear out of the water and land with a thunderous splash... this is the only thing that disturbs the silence. We walked the trails, including an old railway trail (the olde Galway-Clifden Railway Line) and tried our best to snap a picture of the depot, which is now a private residence.
Off the Riverside Walk tour, we had lunch on the river (purchased earlier in Galway at a grocery store).
Notice our new picnic basket: a Guinness Storehouse Bag.
On our walks, Lindsay befriended a mother/daughter pair of horses, whom she quickly named Carol and Megan (Megan being the mom, of course). We've finally received news of Lindsay's new niece: welcome to the world, Ms. Margaret Rose Sustar.
After all this, it was past time for our afternoon nap. Then, nice clothes and dinner at the Castle. Wine, oysters, fishy caesar salads, saddle of wild rabbit, lamb, pecan pie and coffee (of course, we are combining both of our meals in this description). We walked for digestion downriver before returning to the fireplace you see above for Cognac and port, and a little light reading before bed.
Heavenly, heavenly.
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