Wednesday, July 12, 1995
The West Coast of Ireland
We saw the Ring of Kerry- one of the most visited tourist site in Ireland –and the tour buses abound- all traveling counter-clockwise.
The 650 foot high Cliffs of Moher
Tuesday, July 11, 1995
The Aran Islands
Sunday, July 9, 1995
The Peat Bogs of Shannonbridge
Saturday, July 8, 1995
From Dublin to the Southern Coast
Friday, July 7, 1995
Thursday, July 6, 1995
The Boyne Valley and Newgrange
The 5000 year old megalithic tomb (a passage-tomb) at Newgrange is the most impressive. Every winter solstice, the sun climbs over the horizon and illuminates the inner chamber for 17 minutes. The tomb was built with 200,000 tons of material with the top surface of the roof stones grooved to keep the passage water proof.
Wednesday, July 5, 1995
Derry (Londonderry)
The city is split into two main areas by the River Foyle - The east side of the river -Waterside and west side of the Foyle- The City Side. The east side is traditionally the home of the unionist (read Protestant) population. The west side the home of the nationalist (read Catholic). The city walls were built in the reign of King James I and have been a major part of the turbulent history of the city. In 1668, the city was attacked by the Earl of Antrim and the forces of the Catholic, James II (who had been deposed in favor the William of Orange (a Protestant). The citizens of Londonderry- Protestants – barricaded themselves inside the walls, starting the Great Siege of Derry. The siege lasted 105 days and a third of the population died from disease and starvation. In recent years, British soldiers shot 14 Catholics in the Bogside area on a day known as Bloody Sunday.
Tuesday, July 4, 1995
The Giant's Causeway
Monday, July 3, 1995
Boston to Belfast
We had a wonderful walking tour of the city with a lovely Protestant woman who assured us that “The Troubles” were over. There was something nagging at us, so we took a drive to Belfast Castle.
The gardens were so lovely and as we enjoyed a glass of wine, we talked about what we had seen and heard that day. On one hand, this middle aged woman had given us the most wonderful view of her city- but we had been told that we needed to retrieve our car from the car park before 6 PM and saw a number of armored vehicles driving through the downtown streets. Asking a few more questions of the locals, we were directed to the Black Taxi parking area where we were told we might be able to get a tour of the Catholic part of town. (After experiencing our “white walking tour” in Charleston, SC – and then taking the “black bus” tour – we knew that this could be enlightening).
We found a charming taxi driver who gladly offered his services and we began our drive through the Catholic section of town on Falls Road.
The buildings were covered in murals with slogans like “Irish Soldiers of Freedom”. As we drove on, we saw the burnt remnants of a city bus—still smoldering. And, we heard the other side of the Belfast story.