Yesterday we stayed in the middle of nowhere without phone or internet, which was kinda cool. Wednesday night was a long one, experiencing some tasty Irish stew, cider and live music; I didn’t get in til fairly late but had some good craic. Leaving Galway we took a scenic drive down the west coast of Ireland to the Cliffs of Moher, which are EXTREMELY windy but beautiful to view. Everything we have seen as far as scenery is like somethign out of a movie, very green and pretty.

On the way from Galway we took a ferry across the famous river Shannon and headed down the Dingle Peninsula, another scenic but very rural area. At this point we passed a wreck that was being cleaned up and slowed way down, and were struck head on by a truck who veered into our lane, either out of sheer idiocy or because of the oil spilled from the other crash. I’m not sure because I had been asleep just 5 minutes before and was still groggy but had enough presence of mind to brace myself and walk away uninjured. The bus was totalled and both drivers were lucky to walk away. Fortunately there was a spare bus close by so we didn’t wait too long in the cold and were close to the hostel, where we got a free meal and pint. A few went to bed but I had the spirit to karaoke 7 different songs with gusto.

After a good long sleep we got up this morning with cold showers and a new driver to take us around the peninsula. Phil is a funny guy and we are having a good time with him so far. We afternooned in Dingle after another scenic drive to check out the sleeping giant and hear some local legends. I’m now in Killarney and we are having one last group meal and night out at the bars.  Tomorrow is Blarney Castle, the Blarney Stone and back to Dublin late before I get to head home Sunday morning. I should have at least one more entry, particularly for pictures and all that, so stay tuned.

I remain your seatbelt wearing blogger,

Craig