Day 14 (Conwy): Fairies and Whales

Today we made our way across the Irish sea by way of ferry into northern Wales. We then rode the train through some towns with thoroughly unpronounceable names. Getting around has been something of a pain; the signage isn't great and it can be hard to find even basic information like bus fare. Anyway, we arrived in Conwy (say "Conway") to find an adorable medieval town ringed by a 13th century wall and castle. Tomorrow we head out to Bristol.

The Irish Sea. We rode one of those mega-ferries with a parking garage for cars , a casino, and a  food court.

Say that ten times fast.

We saw tons of sheep on the train ride through Wales.

Relaxing at the hostel with some local microbrews.

The napkin says "Welcome to Wales." Thanks, napkin.

The 13th century castle and city walls that ring the old city.

Sunset at the harbor.

Day 13 (Dublin): Howth

For my birthday, we went to the peninsula of Howth (say "Hoath"), which is north of Dublin and accessible by commuter light rail. We finally got a bit of the weather we bargained for: fog, drizzle, and cloudy skies. A lot of the trail we hiked went along the clifftops. The Irish Sea was calm that day, and we took plenty of postcard-perfect snapshots. After a long day hiking, we rewarded ourselves with some dinner and pints on Camden Street.

At the harbor in Howth.

Ireland.

David on the mount.

Scenic cliffs.

More cliffs.

Hi ma!

Everything is so green.

Should have brought the beach volleyball set.

Big Sur? No. Ireland? Yes.

Man-eating MONSTERS.

Taking the trail back into town.

Some spindly birches.

Putting our feet up at Anseo (say "an-SHOW," which means "here" in Irish)