So I went to the Wesht

The wesht of Ireland called myself and Lady R for a weekend post-exams and post-illness, so off we went to Galway city for one night, where we went for a delicious meal in Kumar's Taste of Asia (nom nom) and for a trad session in The Crane Bar. Wonderful stuff. I also saw the smallest Claddagh ring in the world in the Claddagh Ring museum as well as getting the overwhelming urge to ram raid the cutest toy shop in the world and steal everything there. Bring me a child upon whom I can lavish these ridiculous gifts.

The best part of the trip was of course the Aran Islands, and our stay in The Pier House on Inis Mor. We cycled around the island - I couldn't walk for 2 days afterward - and the highlight of the trip was Dún Aonghasa.

Lady R stood about 6 feet behind me almost getting sick as I took the photo below:



The scenery at Dun Aonghasa (an old fort, parts of which are over 1000 years old) is incredible. It's perched at the edge of a 300 foot cliff making it one of the most inpenetrable defensive structures that can be seen around Europe, if not the world.




We went in search of the Wormhole, but we didn't find anything particularly awe-inspiring. We're pretty sure we went to the wrong place, but we're not too bothered as we'd had a long lovely day at that point, and we saw barren landscape like this. So rugged, beautiful and oddly haunting.




What a wonderful holiday, would highly recommend a trip for anyone - The Pier House is great also, and Joe Watty's has lovely food and tasty hot ports!

Oh and did I mention there were donkeys??