Did you know there is a super sweet shipwreck on Inisheer? Because I didn’t.
Apparently this is the MV Plassy, not that I had the faintest clue about that until googling “inisheer shipwreck’ later on
Which you can go into?! This would so not be a thing at home but it was the coolest
I took about a gazillion pictures of this vessel, these are just the best ones. (IMO)
Inisheer bovine can’t be bothered
How anyone coaxes food (on the hoof or in plant form) out of this place is mysterious and miraculous to me
O’Brien’s castle (which we saw from below) up close
In the “other things you would never see in America because lawsuits”, it is clamber-on-able and people seem to dig that. I forewent the opportunity as I was short on time but it looked really fun
That beach looks practically tropical
Other interesting things on top of this hill!… which you can’t go into 😦 given that you are allowed to clamber all over the crumbling shipwreck and the castle ruins, there must be something real hazardous in here, or else just stuff they don’t want someone to steal
Super up close
Bronze age monument
I would like to stay and put my feet in the water but my ferry leaves in twenty minutes arrrrgh
I accidentally-on-purpose sat in the boat location where I was most likely to get sea-sprayed, as this photo slightly shows (if it actually showed it my camera lens would have ended up very sad). Thank goodness I had my rain jacket, so I could fully enjoy the experience. As on the way out, I could have gone below but… why would I do that?
On my return from Galway, I was educated about yet more incredible Galway pizza by Nick (of Scrabble victory), who introduced me to the Dough Bros. Good stuff, guys. Good stuff. More delicious whiskey was consumed, and I took a last (for this trip!) nighttime stroll down Claddagh Quay. What a city.
I spent six nights here, but it didn’t feel that long. I wish I could have done the 12 nights I originally planned… but I am also grateful for the time I had in Northern Ireland, and if I had finished the Walk any sooner, well, I wouldn’t have been perfectly set up for that incredible night at MacNean’s. So. It is all as it must and should be, and it is all well.
But. Wow. I start heading home tomorrow. It feels almost as unreal as the fact that I was coming here felt, three months ago.