Yesterday morning we woke later than expected, so we missed breakfast at the hotel. We rallied and went to a recommended spot called Cupan Tae. It was super cute, the tea and hot chocolate was delicious, as was the scone. The kids got unbelievably thick pancakes that were also very good. Steve and I got the breakfast sandwich. We both thought the apply chutney would be on the side, not so. The sandwich was excellent but SWEET! It held us to dinner.

We sat right in the window with all the cups.
The rest of the morning was spent walking around Galway City. We were amazed by how many kegs were rolling into the bars getting ready for the St. Patrick’s Day weekend celebration. Cute shops and pubs lined the streets.

We then headed to the main attraction for the day the Cliffs of Moher. Despite the wintery mix and the fog, it was quite a sight. No words nor pictures do it justice.


After getting out of the cold for a moment at the visitor’s center, we headed to the Burren. It’s an area in which limestone covers the ground.

Much of Ireland was this way, and when they needed to start farming the land, they cleared and used them for the stones fences Ireland is so famous for.
Poulanabrone Dolmen is in the Burren; it’s a burial site even older than Newgrange. It was after 5:00 by the time we got there, and we had the spot all to ourselves.

By that time were starving. Both Steve and I were looking forward to eating at Moran’s Oyster Cottage on the Wild Atlantic Way. We love oysters from Virginia, so we planned to eat our weight in them. We got a half-dozen of the two types offered. When they “popped them down” on the table they were gorgeous. I took my first bite to discover the taste of the Atlantic Ocean. It turns out that the plate in front of me was “sweet” compared to the plate in front of Steve. We feel very lucky to live in Virginia and eat oysters from the bay.
The drive back to The House Hotel was about a half-hour, and we tucked the kids into the hotel and then Steve, and I ventured back out. Quay Street in the Latin Quarter was hoppin’. We ended up at a pub that had some live music, but disappointingly, it wasn’t trad. Feeling old, or maybe that was just me, after a drink or two we headed back to the hotel.
Our plan this morning was to wake up early but when I rolled over it was 9:30. We were well rested and didn’t even miss breakfast at the hotel. Wes and Steve both had a traditional Irish breakfast, Audrey had pancakes, and I had Egg’s Benedict. Yum! We’re now on our three-hour journey to Killarney (I’ll have to post this later) where we will spend the next two nights. The rest of the afternoon we’ll spend in Killarney National Park, which is part of the Ring of Kerry.
Summary of travel lessons:
- Ask for sweet stuff on the side if you’re not used to it.
- Try new things and appreciate what’s available to you at home.
- Bring hiking boots or shoes. (My slip-on tennis shoes were very comfortable but got stuck in two inches of mud, and I pulled my foot right out of it).
- Set your alarm!





