Everyone told us it would rain.
Guess how many days we braved the rain so far while in Ireland?
None. Well, technically it rained once for a little and drizzled a couple days and it’s been overcast every once in a while. Don’t worry, it’s still been cold. But everywhere we go, all the Irish folk go on and on about how lucky we are that the weather has been so great! Better than ever! We’re so lucky to have come when we did!
Part of us is sad, but don’t fret, we are okay. While we were excited for rain, I think it’s been an unexpected blessing. Ireland is so beautiful in the sun. The greens and blues are so much brighter, and driving on the teeny tiny roads would’ve been a little more stressful in a pour (sorry Mulch. I can’t help cringing every once in a while when we get up close and personal with the brush).
I’m a little behind, but here is a little recap of days 4-7. Cheers!
DAY – F O U R – Ballycastle
We left Belfast in the morning, only after stopping at a jolly little cafe called Established Coffee. It was delicious.
We took the Causeway Coastal route, which winds up from just above Belfast, along the the Antrim Coast and passes through, you guessed it, the Giant’s Causeway. Oh it was beautiful.
Foggy skies; gray, sleepy seas.
A few stops and good talks and a couple podcasts later we made it to the Carrick-a-Rede rope bridge. Basically you pay them to walk across a very safe rope bridge that wasn’t actually scary but is advertised as scary. Still fun and pretty!
Afterwards we headed to a pub, ate and headed to our home for the night.
DAY – F I V E – Donegal
We set out after breakfast for the infamous Giant’s Causeway. Yeah, it was as crazy as everyone makes it out to be. HOW? That’s all I could think as we wandered around.
God is so creative, and nature is so much bigger than me. There is something so right about being reminded how small you are by the world and all it’s secret, surprising features.
And so I wandered around like a little ant, clambering over slippery cylinders jutting magically out of the ground. HOW?
We managed to strike up a conversation with two of the men working at the Causeway. One of them couldn’t believe I wasn’t 17. Flattering…It’s always funny to have to explain that yes, we are married, and yes, we are in fact young, and yes, it’s our third anniversary just a few days from now. Ha! But he was a nice guy and loved Jesus and told us with Him we can have a strong marriage. Always a good reminder.
After drooling in awe for a little bit longer we headed back to our car and made the drive to Donegal. It was long, so the rest of our day consisted mostly of beautiful scenery and Mulch being a boss driving stick on the other side of the road.
DAY – S I X – Galway
We had a proper full Irish breakfast, fit for a farmer, which I’m sure is what it was originally intended for. Not two people about to sit in a car for 3 hours. (Everyone says that Europe makes you pack on the pounds. Oh well…YOG2IO. Or, you only go to Ireland once).
Our host was the kindest elderly lady. She and her husband converted their home into a Bed and Breakfast after the kids moved out. There were three cows in the front yard. It was truly lovely staying in the countryside, getting to look out our window at the broad expanse of rolling hills and stone fences creating a patchwork design of green, occasionally dotted with white sheep. And eating enough for six people. Each.
Before going to Galway we made probably my most favorite drive through the countryside of Donegal up to Slieve League, cliffs that are three times higher than the Cliffs of Moher. WOW.
After we drove to Galway and ended up eating McDonalds for dinner. I’ve had better days when it comes to diet. But, YOG2IO.
DAY – S E V E N – Galway
It was a late morning for us. We decided to spend two days in Galway to give us a little break from our in-and-out fashion of accommodation. So, we slept in, made breakfast and lounged for a bit.
We finally made it out and explored Galway for a little. So much history! We spent most of our time in St. Nicholas Collegiate Church. BUILT IN 1320. Where do you find that kind of history in Santa Barbara?
Ended it with a trad session and a Guinness in local pub while it drizzled outside. A good day.
Sorry I’m so behind. I promise to update the rest of our trip soon! Cheerio.
(a true dog in a window. as seen in Galway)
(this plaque is older than the establishment of the US of A)