If there is a geographical punctuation mark to celebrate your 25th anniversary, then the Cliffs of Moher is on the list of the top ten. They say it's 702 feet straight down from Hag's Head to the Atlantic. Impressive.
It is in the countrysides that you begin to understand why this place is called the Emerald Isle. The Irish say there somewhere between "terty-tree" and "farty-far" shades of green over there . . . and I believe em.
The urinal is actually from the ferry that took us across the River Shannon from County Claire to the Dingle Peninsula.
|View from O'Brien's Castle|
|For the record, this is not Hag's Head|
|pastures and hedgerows - hog-heaven for ungulates|
|stone fences made of neatly arranged shale|
|chilling on the ferry - where's the steering wheel?|