Same routine in the morning again. Slept okay, then down for breakfast by the river (which sounds better than it was) with Kate having a lie in again. Okay breakfast, I soon tire of these full breakfasts every morning. The day was overcast with the promise of rain, although the weather man said it wouldn’t – he lied.
Set off down south to the Monolithic Burial site, which is the oldest in the world or something, and it shows. We had a walk round in between some rocks and I took some pointless photo’s, but a couple of flower shots which I hope will be okay. The best preserved burial monument can only be viewed from a distance because it lives on someone else’s land. AT least we used their toilet.
We then headed south again towards Cong, which was a long way through rubbish roads and scenery – the only highlight was when we nearly had a crash with a Heron. It was quite shite all told. Eventually we got to Cong – which was very nice, and it would have been good to stay longer, but we had a plan. The plan didn’t work. We did see some amazing scenery but with no real purpose, and we just sort of meandered around for hours. Along this route we came across a “Spar” which had some tasty hot food, and we had quite tasty port and chicken rolls..We came to a sort of beach, so stopped – to kill time and also sneak a wee in, and then we were at Galway – luckily just before rush hour.
Arrived and checked in and the room and a load humming noise in it – no good for me, so went to ask for a move, and the lovely reception woman managed it, to a room we hoped would be quieter, and it also seemed a little nicer anyway. had a beer then a 20 min walk into Galway itself. Galway is pretty good, lots of streets and pubs and restaurants. We sampled a couple, and decided on Oscars for food. I went for the lamb, Sian the Monkfish and Kate had to have the fish and chips – we also splurged on a sharing seafood platter for starters – which involved a variety of items including oysters. If you have never tried oysters, don’t bother. The experience is like drowning in the sea – slowly. I can never understand the love of oysters – I think everyone hates them and people just pretend – because that is what you are supposed to do. They are just slimy bags of seawater – terrible. The rest of the food was top nosh, although Kate didn’t like her fish, but then at a hundred euros I would hope it was okay – the lager was five euros a pop, so unusually we only had one each!.
Once finished, we walked the long walk home, stopping at MaccyD’s for a McFlurry for Kate, then home to sleep the sleep of the conquerors and hope that tomorrows visits will be better than today’s.
Monolithic – 4/10
Cong – 8/10
Drive – 3/10
Galway – 8/10
Food – 7/10
Shower – 8/10