The fourth day on our tour of Ireland began with another way-too-large Irish breakfast at the Mill Park Hotel in Donegal Town. We drove along the scenic shores of Donegal Bay - so gorgeous...
Donegal Bay
...then into the county of Sligo and a quick visit to where W. B. Yeats is buried.
Yeats was born and educated in Dublin but spent his childhood in County Sligo.
Yeats is one of Ireland's most influential poets.
W.B. Yeats
A Cradle Song by William Butler Yeats
The angels are stooping
Above your bed;
They weary of trooping
With the whimpering dead.
God's laughing in Heaven
To see you so good;
The Sailing Seven
Are gay with His mood.
I sigh that kiss you,
For I must own
That I shall miss you
When you have grown.
Above your bed;
They weary of trooping
With the whimpering dead.
God's laughing in Heaven
To see you so good;
The Sailing Seven
Are gay with His mood.
I sigh that kiss you,
For I must own
That I shall miss you
When you have grown.
Our next few hours brought us through the town of Connemara and the sweeping views of boglands and misty mountains. All along these desolate roads and mountain passes lie monuments to the Irish people who died during the great Irish Famine. Here is one of my most favorite photos.
Monument along the Famine Road.
We ended our day in Galway, at the Radisson Blu Hotel which was a little outside of the city. To tell you the truth, I didn't have a great impression of Galway - we ate dinner at a large pub called the Au Pucan (not so great) in the middle of many other pubs and the streets were full, I mean full, of 21 year old kids drinking and partying.
I would need to return to Galway during the day to spend some time and really be able to learn more about it.
Our next day brought us to the fascinating Aran Islands.
More to come...
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