One last breakfast at Marless House in Galway. Mary makes eggs perfectly. I’ve acquired a penchant for poached eggs on toast with cheddar cheese. Sounds awful, tastes grand. We were gone by 9:15 AM and on the road to Dublin. Pretty uneventful drive save for one close call at a Galway roundabout – my bad.
Left Galway in sunshine. Arrived Dublin in sunshine. Wicked weather. The drive is almost all Motorway. Vic likes motorways. The most interesting highlight was the crossing of the River Suck, a tributary of the Shannon. That was better than the boring stop for gas. Well, diesel actually. There have been no accidental purchases of unleaded gasoline for our diesel Volvo.
Bailey, our SatNav/GPS navigator, got us perfectly to Epic Ireland, our one and only destination in Dublin save for our hotel. Epic Ireland just opened three weeks ago; I pre-bought tickets way back in March. Epic Ireland is all about the migrations out of Ireland and of the accomplishments of Irish émigrés and their prodigy. It is all high tech and very well done. We had time for a quick walkabout across the Liffey and for a pint in a nearby bar.
Then it was off to our hotel, a place we have stayed several times on short Dublin stays, the Croke Park Hotel. Croke Park is Ireland’s major sporting venue, the home to the All Ireland Irish Football and Irish Hurling championships as well as many other events and lots of concerts. Last Friday and Sunday 150,000 fans watched Bruce Springsteen and the E-Street Band perform. The hotel is very nice but not a place to be when there is a major event at Croke Park which is literally across the street.
Tomorrow: Ferry from Dublin to Holyhead (Wales) and a drive to Liverpool. We should be in our hotel by 3:00 PM. Stay tuned.
Enjoyed your Galway photos. Remember Salthill very well. I suppose that the restaurant in Salthill that had beautiful prints/paintings of the Volvo (Vic) Ocean Race painted by Joseph Geoghegan has closed. Maybe it became the Fisherman.
Fred