We got there eventually. After driving through the Burren National Park, along the bay that goes from Galway to Cape Loop and after spending our lunchtime in Doolin (the smallest village I’ve ever visited) we arrived at the Cliffs of Moher. Such was the sunshine that it was difficult to look at the sea and the cliffs!“The sun followed us all day. When we got to the cliffs it was shining at its best, not a cloud in the sky. Its light reflected in the ocean almost blinded me.
The cliffs standing in front of the sun were like a black drawing outstretched towards the horizon. I ventured off the tourist path, trespassing the board ‘Danger: do not go beyond this point’. Behind it no fences or warnings, just me walking free of restrictions and thoughts.”
PS: do not go there if you suffer from vertigo!!
The trip on the bus – getting there and coming back, was all about driving through the Irish countryside, passing by villages and lakes. The land seemed dotted with ruins of medieval castles and towers, walls of churches still standing after centuries and still surrounded by their cemeteries made of abandoned bones and souls.
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