After viewing the Irish and Scots rugby match and having a taste of the ale in Temple Bar, we all headed off for a good nights sleep. The time change hadn't occurred yet here, and we were told that this was the weekend to lose yet another hour of sleep. Too bad for us, I guess. So we prepared ourselves properly, only to find out in the morning that the change is actually next weekend. All this cost us some valuable "Z's", but what the heck, we are on "holiday".
We found a nearby church for Sunday services and then headed out of town for the country, south on N11 to Wicklow. Driving over here is not for the faint of heart or the inexperienced, and remember, they drive on the wrong side of the road over here. Even with good maps and 2 pair of eyes watching for the signage, we made several incorrect turns. The countryside was as you'd imagine though, hills soon to be green and narrow roads with roundabouts. We stopped in the fishing village of Wicklow to stretch our legs and a much needed cup of coffee. After traversing the town and the hillside, we then made our way to Glendalough for a walk in the hills where St. Kevin had founded his monastery. A brief shower greeted us in the parking lot at the start of our walk, but that was all we had for the day; otherwise we had nothing but blue sky.
Reviewing the maps once again, we decided the trip to Arklow along R755 would be scenic and provide us with a good place to dine. It was just like Mr. Toad's wild ride, but we made it just fine. Dinner consisted of Fisherman's and Beef pie, deli-cee-ous, as Mom would say. We parted ways with J&C before heading to Cork on N11, M30, and M25. Unfortunately, the sun had gone down on our day, so we missed out on this region's scenic offerings.
The weather thus far has cooperated, rain showers only and minimal at that. We ended our day with a spot of tea and a scone. The 3 hour drive from Arklow to Cork left us a tad bit weary, and this little snack was just right before turning in for the night. In spite of the predictions, the rains have held off. The weather has been just delightful, lovely in fact, and therein lies the origins of an Irishman's eternal optimism, looking on the bright sunny-side of things!
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Glad you added scones to your diet - they are scrumptious!!! Also - the bread in the B&B's - homemade - the dark bread is to die for. Stay safe! Love Jean
ReplyDeleteThanks for the travel-log. Whatever you do, do NOT play golf there. Very strange things have happened to people who take this up. Two other points to remember, 1) do your daily workout, and 2) it is a matter of international relations to be sure that you sample at least 50% of the pubs in view so that no one feels slighted. :-) T
ReplyDeleteJust posting this on the 23rd- Have to tell you we stayed at a B&B on the west coast where the inn keeper also ran the attached grocery and the post office. He asked me who was doing the driving?. I told him my sister,Jean, and that she had been to Ireland before and was used to driving on the wrong side of the road. He said, with a grin " And the correct term would be the opposite side of the road." I guess it is only WRONG to us= Right to them.
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