We ventured into downtown Doolin on our second day there. It turned out to be even tinier than we'd imagined. Our first stop was the Traditional Music Shop, where I looked for tunebooks to share with my Celtic music buddy Margaret, and Tyler was hoping to find a top-notch
bouzouki, sort of an overgrown mandolin. I hit the jackpot; Tyler did not. He and Maggie both found our shopping experience to be a bit disappointing.
Fortunately there was still much more to see in and around Doolin, such as this tower house keeping watch over the countryside, hay fields getting their summer haircuts, and cattle soaking up the intermittent sunlight.
Oh, and the Cliffs of Moher! This is just a small section of the five miles of sheer cliffs that rise as much as 650 feet above the Atlantic. Breathtaking, huh?
Like lots of other folks that day, we walked along the edge of the cliffs and climbed up to O'Brien's Tower at their highest point.
This was a great spot for admiring the cliffs ...
... hearing talented musicians ...
... admiring wildflowers ...
... and meeting new friends!
It was a really nice day indeed.
Greeting: God greet you.
(in Gaelic: Dia duit.) Reply: God and Mary greet you. (in Gaelic: Dia's Muire duit.)
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