I got to go on a PaddyWagon tour to the cliffs of Moher. I love, love, loved it. Seriously go on one. It's totally worth it. You see A TON of Ireland with the comfort of Wifi to upload pics to Instagram as you go. I took Megabus to Dublin and of course was exhausted from the late night connections and changes. But luckily the ferry had a really comfy leather bench for us to pass out on. When we got to Dublin, we had about an hour to kill until our pick up time. In case you were wondering not a lot of places are open before 6am. Luckily we found a Starbucks and got to get some caffeine and get freshened up. Then we loaded up on the big green bus with our bus driver John. It was peaceful to just relax and watch the millions of sheep graze as we drove across Ireland. We saw so many places, and my favorite was the baby cliffs. They're a smaller version of the iconic, massive cliffs of Moher. They're so much fun because you can go right up to the edge and feel the ocean spray. After plenty of pictures and grabbing a rock or two we set off for lunch. We ate in an adorable fishing village were they had a gluten, dairy free soup option. Luckily it was also meet free since Lent had started and it was a Friday.
After lunch it was off to the actual Cliffs of Moher. They're so much bigger than you think. And the climb up to them is breathtaking both literally if you try to go fast and visually. The ocean spray hits you, you hear the waves crashing, see the birds flying and the change of colors in the water, and you want to lay in the long grass forever. After seeing the main event we made our way back across Ireland and saw more beautiful villages and sights. When we got to out hostel we planned to shower, take a quick nap, then head out. It was 8pm. We just showered and passed out. Unfortunately we didn't bring towels or an extra hand to keep the water on while showering, but we survived.
The next morning we headed out under my guidance to O'Connell St to start off our adventures. We saw the castle, played in the gardens, took a gazillion pictures, got lunch, explored Trinity College, saw all the shopping and bought some stuff. After a while of wandering all over Dublin we found a place to treat ourselves to a nice and much deserved actual meal. We sat and talked and enjoyed not toting a massive backpack around. Then we walked along River Liffey (also known as River Sniffey at some points) to the bus stop. We got there early so we ran into the pub across the road and tried some Irish Whisky and then got on the bus. When we got on the ferry boat I supplied the supplies for a message in a bottle that my friend would throw into the ocean. This super creepy, extremely drunk guy started talking to us. After we ran away he chased after us and eventually we sought refuge in the women's restroom. Then we hurried onto the bus with the whole one other person that was on it besides the driver. We headed back to London with our adrenaline running. Eventually we got some sleep. Then we got to our train a few minutes before boarding, got to Grantham, caught the taxi, got back in time to shower before lunch, ate then crashed.
Overall although exhausted for most of the trip it was magical and magnificent. I cannot wait to go back at some point. I love the city and countryside. I especially love the traditional Irish folk songs that play as I dream of the sheep in the log green grass and the bustling people around the lively pub with live music. Until I return Ireland, I shall return lassie I shall.
Bise Bise
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