En route to Galway, stop in the town of Kilbeggan and take a tour of the historic whiskey distillery.
Yes, this wall is at a historic whiskey distillery. Ireland is pretty, y’all.
After a tasting, continue on to Galway for a sightseeing tour of the city.
- Stroll past Lynch’s Castle, Galway Cathedral, the Druid Theater Company and the broad expanse of Eyre Square.
- View the city’s medieval walls and Spanish Arch.
- Peruse authentic Claddagh rings in a local shop.
- Watch fishermen at work in the traditional fishing village of Claddagh.
Photo credit: Jaimie
I must admit I’m longing for home a little bit today. I miss my bed and my quiet time and my food (hard as that may be to believe since mostly my food is cereal and ice cream). I just need a bit of sleep, though, and I’ll catch my second wind, I’m sure.
We are in Galway today. On the way, we stopped at a distillery, which was super fun and at which I acquired the fake tourist title of official whiskey taster. Or some shit like that. I got a certificate. And a buzz.
Then we had a forgettable tour of Galway, which was disappointing. Galway seems really wonderful. It’s small and sort of hipstery and right on the ocean. There were people everywhere, just enjoying the unusually gorgeous and sunny day.
Very boring tour of Galway happened. (Local tour guide’s fault. Galway is lovely.) The highlight was these guys practicing handstands in the park. Heylo, Irish lads.
We saw a wonderful Irish music and dance show after dinner. During one of the slower songs I closed my eyes and it felt like the music and the air and the experience was filling in all the little cracked pieces of my soul. I know that sounds sort of cheesy, but I guess I mean this trip has been healing me in a lot of ways.
Sara Jane, Kate and Viki take a seat in Edinburgh.
Ah, so Kate. We have taken to calling Kate our Mama Duck. She’s the glue of the group. She leads us, literally and metaphorically, in a quiet way. She’s cheerful, not boisterous. Smart, not a know-it-all. A story teller who’s just as interested in listening as telling, if not more so. She is good people.
Sara Jane is still a bit of an enigma to me. She’s the quietest member of the group. She lives in Vermont and has five kids. Three of them are older and two of them are foster kids that she and her husband adopted. She is kind and thoughtful and funny as hell. She and Viki have been friends since forever and Viki claims Sara Jane is always the one whispering, “Do it! Do it!” in her ear. I think she and I are maybe the most similar of the group.
We stopped at a convenience store and I got these. They taste like orange flavored heaven.
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