By Michael
As we mentioned earlier, we rarely leave the shared work space (Market Street PorterHouse, in case you are ever looking for a great place to work in Galway) until between 8:00 and 9:00 pm, and most restaurants were closed by between 6:00 and 8:00 pm on weekdays. This even goes for the pubs, that are open late but literally sell nothing but liquid after a certain time. While we have eaten many wonderful meals, virtually every meal out on a weekday has been mediocre. So we decided to celebrate our April 3rd ninth wedding anniversary on Friday the 4th. We ate at a wonderful seafood restaurant, went home for a good night’s sleep and then woke early to catch a morning bus for our next weekend of sightseeing.
We were up early and after a two-hour, winding bus ride that left us both a little green, arrived at the Cliffs of Moher. Famous as Tom Riddle’s sea cave in the Harry Potter film The Half-Blood Prince, or more classically as The Cliffs of Insanity from The Princess Bride, the Cliffs of Moher are made of limestone that is slowly being eaten away by the ocean and are truly stunning.
The skies could not have been bluer and the cold wind kept us wide awake. We walked along the tops of the cliffs and took in the stunning views for as long as we could take the wind. By the time we were done, my left eye had been temporarily damaged from the constant cold blowing on it. That said, when I asked one of the guards whether the wind was always like this, he responded, “this isn’t but a mild breeze”.
Once we took the bus back to Doolin, at sea level, the air had calmed and it was practically warm. We enjoyed a nice lunch before walking to the pier for a boat ride at the cliffs’ base. Once at the pier, we climbed over the coolest rocks as we tidepooled. There were lots of mollusks and sea anemones, but I was surprised not to find a single crustaceans. Despite my caution by sticking to a salad, just in case the water was as rough at sea level as the wind had been up high, the boat ride could not have been more perfect.
