Segway part 2
13.10.2012 - 13.10.2012
We started the day with a taxi ride out to the airport to pick up our hire car - the chatty taxi driver gave us permission to stay in the country because we seemed to have brought the sunshine with us!
The airport marked the beginnings of the Tayto phenomenon - I mean, I knew the Irish loved their spuds, but calling their crisps Taytos was better than I'd expected. Smoky bacon flavour - mmm...
The Hertz man couldn't have been more helpful, a rather stark contrast to grumpy Avis lady at the start of the trip. He gave us a decent map, highlighted good spots to visit, and smiled as well. Makes a big difference.
Back at the apartment, the topic of Segway comes up. Turns out Lollop has never been, and in fact had been denied the opportunity of segwaying by another so-called 'friend'. That means it's time for action - Segway action! In true Lollop style, she has completely inappropriate footwear for this activity... So she ends up looking like me - my awesome red shoes (which are only 3 sizes too big) and my marvellous alphabet jacket. Ready to rock and roll!
At the start of the Segway experience, Lollop is oooo-ing and clucking like a broody chook. We all get a bit of practice steering and reversing and then it's off on our adventure. Into an open paddock, skidding round corners, navigating our way through a maze, and doing some serious off roading with plenty of ducking, weaving and mud. LOTS of mud. And the biggest hill I have ever segwayed on! Thankfully none of us fall off - although it's probably because we're all taking it a bit more carefully on account of the mud. We finish up with a timed slalom course - Simon came in with 28.4 seconds, I got 27.6 seconds and Lollop... well she didn't fall off!! We even got medals to celebrate our achievements
Time for a quick wander around the animal farm, then it's back to the apartment to resume normal attire. Fish and chips for lunch at Whiteabbey overlooking the sea, and then back on the coastal road that is remniscent of the Great Ocean Road. About this time the Irish weather kicks in and it becomes overcast and then wet.
We eventually arrive at the Giant's Causeway - the weather is REALLY Irish now. The rocks stand bravely, being battered by the wind and the rain. We are not quite as brave, but we do as much exploring as we can before the rain and cold gets too much. There are plenty of good photo opportunities here, and we utilise the foliage and cuisine settings on our cameras!
On the way home, we stop off at the Diamond Bar in Ballycastle. Yet another excessively friendly Irishman - and if I had a pound for every time he said 'wee', I wouldn't have to go back to work! Dinner is soup and a shared pint of Guinness, and dessert is a Bailey's coffee. Mmm....
We take the inland road home (much quicker!), have some Wuster sauce Taytos and then it's time for bed.