giovedì 14 maggio 2015

Lightening Storms, the Hairy Lemon, Galway Hookers, and Sally


A few months ago we were talking to our friends the McGraws who wanted to visit Ireland. Mark piped up and said he would love to go back, and 24 hours later our plane tix were booked and we started researching hotels, apartments, and rental cars. The Palcisco Family decided to join the party as well making us 6 adults and 6 kids, a good balance.

 It was the long May day weekend and with a 9:45pm flight out of Milan we thought we were timing things just right, until a massive lightening storm kept our plane from refueling, let alone, taking off. So the kids entertained themselves, some went back for beer, and other's read their books until our flight was allowed to leave at midnight. At 4am we fell into bed in the Temple Bar district of Dublin. People were still stumbling in and out of pubs. The next morning we explored our ancient hotel and had breakfast in the pub below.....scones!
Some went to the Guinness storehouse while we meandered the streets of Dublin and it's parks, and found a delightful pub called the Hairy Lemon. We found our rental car, and despite our most covert efforts, they discovered that Mark's liscence was expired so I would have to drive the left-handed stick shift on the Left side of the road during Dublin rush hour traffic. Perfect. I don't know who was more stressed out, me or my navigator. We found a good rythym, Mark shifted while I did the pedals and the wheel. Sigh of Relief.
We drove the 2 hours to Galway were we met up with the rest of our crew at the Galway Seaside apartments. They recommended  the newly openned restaurant downstairs. Fresh seafood and the best fish and chips I've ever had.
We explored Galway the next day on a long walk, and whenever it rained we ducked into a pub. The kids were perfectly happy writing postcards, eating snacks from Bridget's endless supply, ordering hot chocolates, playing "restaurant" and breakdancing on one of the lit up floors. Mara picked up a six pack of the local Pale Ale, Galway Hookers for a post party after the kids fell asleep, but we fell asleep with them.
The next day we headed south, way south to Baltimore. At the time Baltimore Maryland was all over the news, but most people had never heard of Baltimore, Ireland, not even the Irish. Sounded like just the place. On the way down we stopped by Kinsale (recommended by both Nonni as a place to visit). It's colorful houses, and bobbing boats in the harbor were so cheerful, even on a rainy day.
After lunch and a stop at the bookshop, we head to the western tip of Ireland and arrived in Baltimore, just in time for dinner. We opted for Pizza, and it was actually pretty good. The kids played with the pool table and befriended a group of 25 year old guys who entertained them. Nice.
The next morning we took a walk to Balitmore's "Beacon" and watched the waves crash into the surrounding cliffs and saw an approaching rainstorm. We walked back to town through the downpour, and rather than changing clothes, we got straight on a little ferry that took us the 10 minutes over to Sherkin Island. There we walked another 400 meters to the nearest and only pub on the island. We dried ourselves off in front of the fire, the kids found a library to rearrange, and the parents got a few pints and some steaming mussels. Outside the sun broke so Brian went outside with the kids, he was asked if he was familiar with horses. Could he watch Sally while her owner went in for a pint?
The kids were thrilled. They started pruning the bushes to find stuff to give to Sally. The owner returned with his pint, and gave Sally a bit of beer to lap up, out of the palm of his hand. Moments like these.
We took a nice walk over to Horseshoe Bay. Perched above was a lovely little house for rent. Next time. The kids found a puddle to rinse their muddy boots off in, and then Luca proceeded to roll in to it and complete his "drenchedness."
We caught the boat back to the mainland, took some warm baths and arrived just in time to hear some live music in the pub below. 
We'll be back again some day.


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