Our travels so far
One of the first interesting photos we came across was a truck. No on said anything for a while and then the obvious comment came and we all agreed we had been thinking exactly the same thing…
For lunch we stopped at Moran’s On The Weir (Ed. note: Can you figure out where the preposition comes from?). Since we were still in August, we asked the server about the “don’t eat oysters in months without an ‘r’ in them” rule. We were told: “Oh yes, that is true and we don’t serve the local oysters in those months. However, we bring sprats over from BC and plant them in our beds across the the road (literally) and then serve those ones. They develop the same taste and flavour as the ones in the bay outside.” ??? What??? Does this make any sense? By the way, did you know that 3 Pacific salmon have been caught lately in the Thames? Due to global warming they have swimming in via the Bering Sea. They are either really really lost, or have amazing memories!
From there it was off to the Cliffs of Moher, an absolutely spectacular portion of the Irish coast. (Ed. note: If you have other words for “spectacular” please either send them to me or substitute them when reading this.)
Look closely, those little knobs in the distance are people.
The inset in the rather large white square is the ledge to the right.
No Terry did not break the fence – it was an arty moment.
I heard a woman (not Lynne) ask her partner if her hair was okay. What do you think?
Are you getting the idea that they are amazing?
And so we move on. This is a view of Lahinch, to the south of the cliffs. They have a spectacular (Ed. note: There’s that word again) golf course I would have loved to play. Besides the $300 price tag, Terry’s shoulder isn’t allowing us any golf this trip. Maybe next time.
This is a screenshot of the course from above. I would likely need more than one ball.
Off to Ennis to visit with Martin’s sister – an absolutely delightful woman. So cute, so funny! Thanks for a great time Anne. Before we got there, however, we passed by these figures as we entered the town..
To end our “spectacular” day, we went off to Brogan’s for dinner. Lynne opted for the ribs (since the fish and chips which would have fed an army at lunch had well worn off).
First the look as they arrived.
Now a closer look.
Finally, we were disappointed she didn’t finish the chips, slaw and salad.
Here’s the kicker though. The young girl sitting next to us finished her entire plate AND had a wedge of chocolate cake.
And now the reason for the title. All along the cliffs are these signs:
There are also many many signs to sty away from the edge – behind the wall. However
Until next time.