And here we ... go!

Day 2 warrented a some gold stars for poor Andrea - a 3 1/2 hour bus ride from Dublin to Galway first thing in the morning. Our Hostel was was amazing because the morning we woke we had a large Irish Fry - otherwise known as a traditional breakfast. Sausage, Rashers, Baked Tomatoes, Pototatoes, and ... yes... you might have guessed it ... Tea. Andrea made the comment that the Irish know how to do it right - a little bit of food goes a very long way. So with a hearty meal under out belts, the bus ride.
The bus stopped a grand total of four times - the fourth being the final destination. However, Ireland is not know for their wide and well maintained roads, that and there are so many round-abouts, coupled with how jerky the overall ride is... yeah I think you get the picture.
Arriving in Galway, we found a hostel, booked a night and I said to myself - This time, I will not get trapped here for days on end. We walked the city and then had dinner... after that, it was another bus ride to Oranmore to visit the Keys. My wonderful sense of direction left us at the wrong bus stop and we had to walk the rest of the way to the house. After 3 years I could still find the way. Which proves the point - feed a person and they will follow you home.
The comapny was grand and we all laughed quite a bit. Halfway though the night it was decided that we would go to Bunratty Castle and Folkpark the next day.
Plans had changed and we were on for another day in Galway. Bronagh drove us back to the hostel. We went out and watched Keith's band play and finally went to bed around 3 in the morning.

Day 3 brought with it two very tired people. Because it does not get dark here until around 11:00 pm, we are having trouble with getting to sleep. Which means we are having trouble getting up. Breakfast was quite good but, again, stuck to our bones.
Ah... but we are off again. I will update in a bit... We are off to Donegal with Keith and I think he has just pulled up! More to come because the day is not yet done.