We woke up
early(ish) the next morning to get a running start on our day. Our first stop
was the Rope Bridge that we’d missed out on the day before. We arrived to
freezing temps and strong winds, but that didn’t detour us from walking across
a very wobbly rope bridge that was suspended over a several hundred foot drop
to the rolling sea below! I thought it was thrilling! If we didn’t have to wait
in line so long and if we didn’t have other things on our agenda that day I’d
have stayed there a long time and just gone back and forth over the bridge.
Alas, we had to hike back to the car and bust it to the town of Derry (or Londonderry as the non-locals call it). Our stay at the castle came with a tour of the only completely walled city in Ireland. Our tour guide was very charming and entertaining. The tour was well done and we learned even more about the political unrest in the country. It’s amazing that there’s still a huge division between the Catholics and the protestants in the country. I don’t really get that whole thing, but then I guess old grudges really do run deep.
The wall around Derry. |
I took my Bailey’s cheesecake to go because I was so full and we rolled ourselves up to our room and made an effort to repack our stuff before our departure from Ireland the next day.
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