Last week, when we were in Dublin, we took our second day trip from the beloved city and headed west. Our first stop on the journey was Galway, this smaller Ireland town had so much character. I enjoyed the narrow streets, adorable markets and restaurants, and their rich history. We stopped there for a small bite to eat and a short tour. As we hopped on the bus, we waved goodbye to the quaint town and made our way to the Cliffs of Mohr. The road from Galway was scenic with windy road up and down the mountains. We also would pass through many small towns, each possessing their own Main Street lined with colorful homes. We stopped for lunch in one of these small towns. This pub was straight out of the 1900s, and so were the people. With very quick service and even quicker consumers, we were back on the bus in no time. When we reached the Cliffs of Mohr, all you could see were masses of people walking a long the end, it wasn't until we were half way around the first bend on the left side that we were able to really see the marvel of this landmark. I have seen pictures of this, but pictures don't really do it any justice. Looking at the sheer mass of the cliffs compared to the people above was mind boggling. While we were still on the bus, our tour guide was explaining that there were short walls along the side that are used to keep you back from the ledge, and she was asking us not to go over those. When we got to the walls and saw other on the other side, it was crazy to me! As we got further from the visitor center, and the walls eventually stopped, we started to move closer. I am not one that is very scared of heights, but this had me on my hands and knees when we were closer to the edge because of its sheer size. I wasn't able to get too close because I felt as though the massive wind gusts were going send me over the edge. We took a few minutes to just sit on some grass by the path and just look from side to side and each part of the cliffs. I just couldn't believe that there we were, sitting in a picture that I had only ever seen on the Internet. Never in my wildest dreams would I think that I would be sitting there with Whitney just enjoying the view. This moment will be one that I remember for the rest of my life, the uncomfortableness of being so high up, but the content with making it to the point. It was an interesting feeling, totally contradicting but at the same time it just felt right. As our time on the cliffs were coming to an end, we managed to make it back in time to see the other side of the cliffs, or the side that we had been sitting on. It turns out that we had been sitting above the cave in the Cliffs of Mohr, which was used as a movie set for Harry Potter (nerd moment) in the 6th movie. It was really cool to see the cave that was the inspiration for one of our favorite series. We jumped back on the bus and headed back to our hostel on Dublin. Nothing will ever compare to that feeling, but I hope to one day feel that again in the same spot. As for now, we are off to our three months in Florence, ciao for now!
