We began the morning in the Cashel House…it is a winner of a place. Great dinner last night and wonderful room for breakfast…at the same table with the same cute waitress, Kristin….Sky wanted to bring her home with us.
Ray, the GM, appeared from “the back” to greet us at the front desk.
We packed up the van, Mike our driver, and headed to lunch at Ballyvaughan on the sea…down in County Clare, where the kids’ visit began last week.
First, stop at Traught Beach to fly the kites that Mike and Sky had brought as birthday presents. What a great place.
At the edge of the beach, there appeared to be an old abbey….and some fine looking cows.
And when we got back in the van, a new driver was trying to take over…it’s the Flat Chip again…from the Amy birthday caper.
We headed for lunch at the Ballyvaughan Pier…Monk’s Pub was the real destination. Along the way more scenery intrudes along with some really skinny roads.
At the pier, we run into a new way to keep your sailboat from lying on its side in the low-tide part of each day. There are a couple of keels and a rudder, which all manage to keep the boat on the level at low tide…never saw anything like this. Nancy Kennedy…do you have this in Maine? The tides are about the same 10-12 feet from low to high.
The water turned into some Caribbean look-alike (first time this week we had seen this) and the seaweed was hiding some beautiful flowers, too.
Donkeys had dotted our landscape all week along the byways and here they were again, grazing along the sea.
And, in the men’s room at Monks, we run into some “normal” Irish humor….my apologies to you, if you have delicate sensitivities.
So, we finished up the night at a Park Inn by Radisson right at the airport in Shannon to facilitate our early check in for the 11:30 flight to Philly tomorrow. Good night from Flat Chip who happened to find his way to our room.