are probably the most lasting impressions from my short trip to Ireland last week. Galway Oyster Festival and there were not too bad, but it is a story and photos another time
But from the beginning: we were last week for five days in western Ireland, first in the House of Tara's parents and then in Galway. Arthur's Day on Thursday was named after Arthur Guinness. On 24 September 1759 was the first poured Guinness, and the 250th Birthday was celebrated with a toast to Arthur at exactly 17:59. The countdown was broadcast all day on television, the toast itself was allowed to say Tom Jones - although the Welshman is not Ire. Then there were several concerts that were to be seen as clipping on television. We were at the time in a small pub in Westport, a small town in County Mayo the day after we were there curved around. The pub owner has to just six guests all the Guinness had no right to just placed an order really everyone could celebrate with. So I've come so for the first Guinness of my life. If I had known that it's not tastes like beer, I would not have waited so long.
As with public transport in West Ireland looks rather bad, we rented a car, and Kara and I were chauffeured to the honor of our group through the area. Since automatic cars would have been much more expensive, Kara got a crash course in driving with gears. She learned quickly, but since then I have a new respect for people who were initially married into my car.
Tara had warned us about the roads in Ireland, but we really believed her not that the roads there are no fun. She had right of course. Very narrow streets, secluded corners, potholes, 90 ° curves in front of narrow bridges and bumps which extend over only a portion of the road width is enough to set the speed limit of 100km / h on a bit of work to be scornful. The left side is compared with almost no problem. Only in the roundabout, the switch a bit heavy. Perhaps the streets are
there intentionally designed so that you have to drive slowly. Finally, you can thus enjoy the scenery better, and that is fantastic in this area. It also makes it less when cows and sheep in the middle of the road want, you can brake loose. And wait, and enjoy the scenery. Leave
But from the beginning: we were last week for five days in western Ireland, first in the House of Tara's parents and then in Galway. Arthur's Day on Thursday was named after Arthur Guinness. On 24 September 1759 was the first poured Guinness, and the 250th Birthday was celebrated with a toast to Arthur at exactly 17:59. The countdown was broadcast all day on television, the toast itself was allowed to say Tom Jones - although the Welshman is not Ire. Then there were several concerts that were to be seen as clipping on television. We were at the time in a small pub in Westport, a small town in County Mayo the day after we were there curved around. The pub owner has to just six guests all the Guinness had no right to just placed an order really everyone could celebrate with. So I've come so for the first Guinness of my life. If I had known that it's not tastes like beer, I would not have waited so long.
As with public transport in West Ireland looks rather bad, we rented a car, and Kara and I were chauffeured to the honor of our group through the area. Since automatic cars would have been much more expensive, Kara got a crash course in driving with gears. She learned quickly, but since then I have a new respect for people who were initially married into my car.
Tara had warned us about the roads in Ireland, but we really believed her not that the roads there are no fun. She had right of course. Very narrow streets, secluded corners, potholes, 90 ° curves in front of narrow bridges and bumps which extend over only a portion of the road width is enough to set the speed limit of 100km / h on a bit of work to be scornful. The left side is compared with almost no problem. Only in the roundabout, the switch a bit heavy. Perhaps the streets are
there intentionally designed so that you have to drive slowly. Finally, you can thus enjoy the scenery better, and that is fantastic in this area. It also makes it less when cows and sheep in the middle of the road want, you can brake loose. And wait, and enjoy the scenery. Leave
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