Mostly Stone

The past couple of days have been incredibly relaxing.  On Monday, Sandy took Eddie and I on a little lunch-time boat cruise around Galway.  It was all calm water, horses, castles, and a pretty amazing narration played out over the sound system.  It was as if an Irish Bob Ross were narrating an episode of Downton Abbey.  We had a delicious dinner at Nimmo's, whose address is actually:
Spanish Arch
Long Walk
Galway
Postal codes are for suckers.

We spent Monday night in an Air BnB called "The Zen Den," which is exactly as cheesy as it sounds, but had a great view of Galway city.  Tuesday morning, we hopped in a car, and I managed to drive us all the way from Galway to Valentia Island (about a four hour drive) without killing us or running anything over.  This success was also largely due to Eddie's A+ navigating.  Our cottage on Valentia Island is, appropriately remote and surrounded by fields of sheep.  Fun fact: many of them have been painted with splotches of pink or blue.  Who knows why, but I like to think it's a secret code.  Thanks to the extra long day, we spent last night venturing out to a lighthouse on the far side of the island, where we caught a beautiful sunset, and, well, a lot of the Atlantic Ocean.

Below are some photos from the past couple of days.  Starting on Sandy's road in Mount Bellew (including one shot of Castle French, which is a ten minute walk down the road from her), a few from the boat cruise, and ending at the Valentia Island Lighthouse.