Everything is hunky dory
15.10.2012 - 15.10.2012
Stornoway black pudding is on the menu for breakfast this morning - it's pretty darn good, but I think I'm siding with Steve and saying the Cockburn's variety is a wee bit better... But maybe it was just that the chef wasn't as good!
We hand the apartment keys to the builders who are about to start some serious renovations, and off we go.
Into the Republic of Ireland - but there is no sign to mark the border, which is a bit disappointing. There are other clues though - we're now dealing with speed signs in kilometres per hour, prices are in euros and the give way signs say 'yield'. We stop for a cuppa in Clones - well, Simon has a tea, but they don't do hot chocolate. We also have some mediocre scones, but it's pretty cold and dark in there so I'm happy to keep moving.
Athlone is the lunch stop - doesn't seem like a town particularly worth exploring, but maybe we were in the wrong part. Highlight of Athlone would have to have been having crisps called Hunky Dorys, yum! Worst thing about the shopping centre in Athlone is that the toilets are not working, boo. Made it to Athenry, but thankfully there was a service station so I didn't have to resort to using the Fields of Athenry (sure Nicole will have a chuckle about that one!). The streets there are very confusing, but eventually we make it out again and find the road to Galway. Checked into our four star hotel (which we managed to get for only €35 per night, score!) and worked out what to do next.
Went for a Bulmer's at Tig Coili, listened to the live music for a wee bit before going across the road to the King's Head for some dinner. I had Irish Stew - not bad, but not life changing, and Simon had a huuuuuuuuge seafood platter. This was definitely not the place for locals - American accents everywhere. We left when we got invaded by about 20 German tourists. Pfft, tourists!
Met up with Andy back at Tig Coili, heard a bit more music and got a few tips on what to see and do in Galway and Dublin. I reckon the music is actually better at the Mac's on a Wednesday night, to be perfectly honest! But I suppose the Guinness is better here...