Sofar it has rained every day. It was also windy in Derry. Not too cold, though.
I was most disappointed by Lisdoonvarna. The music was a bust. The weekday crowd is old! There is quite a bit of dancing but the music reminds me of Lawrence Welk. I was hit on by a pair of biddies who were looking for someone to dance with. I declined. I don't dance well.
Today I will go to Doolin and the Cliffs of Moher and see more of the Burren. In places it is quite lush. Not at all like Cromwell described it, "No tree to hang a man, nor water to drown him, nor earth enough to bury his bones."
I stayed last night at Wild Honey, an upscale B&B. I enjoyed it, but I will downscale in future. ATMs are scarce in this immediate area and "They don't take Murican Spress" so I must use cash.
I should have mentioned that in Derry I saw a Starbucks, MacDonalds, Burger King, and Subway. Fortunately I couldn't find a sharp stick to jam into my eye's. I fled the area in horror!
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