Sheep and Cliffs

Monday brought us further north, through Sligo, where we stopped at Parke's Castle, whichof course being winter, was closed. Luckily there was a cleaning guy who let us look around the courtyard a bit. Randomly, Brittany had recognized a large mountain called Binbulben from a Yeats poem and realized that he was buried in a nearby church. We took a quick look around the church and visited his grave. Pretty neat.

We drove up to Donegal, which was a super cute town, and then on some pretty treacherous roads out to the Slieve Leag

ue cliffs. These cliffs are actually taller than the Cliffs of Moher. And the clear

day made for some great photo ops. Of course my favorite part was the fact that there were sheep everywhere, right up to the cliffs' edge. I really liked the sheep. Some random guy also told us it was okay to jump over the lookout ledge and go closer to an edge, which I jumped to do (sorry Mom), but the

view below was just awesome. We were able to see to the waves crashing onto the rocks below. It was just so cool. Again, Britt and I, okay mostly me, ran around like crazy just so excited to be in such a beautiful

environment (with tons of sheep!) practically all to ourselves again. I was like a kid in a candy store. These cliffs were probably the highlight of our little roadtrip, except of course for the awe-inspiring rock formation Dolmen (see previous post). Back in Donegal I tried to find a copy of Harry Potter in Gaelic to go in my collection, but w

as unsuccessful. Brittany has assured me that she will be on the lookout.

After a late lunch in Donegal, we were back on the road headed back to Belfast!