Goodbye to Belfast

We have enjoyed our slow mornings and late nights by the coal fires at our farm cottage, but it is time to get another taste of the Republic. In a couple of hours we will be moving to Dublin.  Yesterday was a lot of fun as we drove up the Antrim  Coast through the glens to Giant's Causeway.  

Reports continue to share that N. Ireland gets 1-2 days of snow a year if any at all.  If you take a look at some of yesterdays pics it is kind of surprising how accommodating this country is...they went to great lengths to make it feel like home.  The mountains are not as tall, the towns seem much more quaint and the ocean changes the scene entirely. But you tell us whether or these  look like the snow worn peaks of Colorado or a temperate climate that only gets rain 362 days a year. ( Disclaimer:  Hawaii gets the most rain in the United States.  Day count can be deceiving)

Yesterday was perfect for touring.  The sun came out and the wind blew the waves to add character to the coastal drive.  Once we arrived at the Causeway we all wished that it was warm and still so that we could just sit for ages, but we will have to wait until next time.

Also, Di and Eisha experienced their first pub.  I didn't get a picture but I believe that I read a sign that McHughey's basement has been in operation since the early 1700's.  It is weird to think of a bar that is older than our independence.  It was a bit dissappointing as they each passed on the thick black goodness affectionately deemed Guinness.  If I have not shared with you yet, it is a whole different drink when it is being poured on its home island. (Something about leprechaun magic.)  

Well, off to new adventures and we will update you soon.