Please forgive the wee bit of delay in posting about our trip to Ireland.
We had a wonderful time in Ireland, but in the words of the Irish, "níl aon tintéan mar do thintéan féin," "There's no place like home!"
After an eight hour flight to Amsterdam, a three hour lay-over, and a two hour flight to Dublin, we arrived in Ole Ireland and arrived at our hotel, the Grand Hotel at Malahide. Malahide is a quaint village, located on a bay of the Irish Sea. It was 9:00 a.m. local time and while our bodies were begging for some sleep we went for a brisk walk and discovered the beauty of this small community filled with old world charm, a bustling town centre and stunning marina. Malahide sits on the east side of Ireland
off the Irish Sea.
To top it off, Malahide has it's very own castle. Malahide Castle, both a fortress and a private home for nearly eight hundred years, sets on 250 acres of park land in this pretty seaside town.
Feeling a bit like I had been awake for 800 years....after having an early dinner at one of the 36 pubs in Malahide, we returned to our hotel and fell fast asleep, dreaming of Leprechaun and Bono! It was a grand first day in Ireland; still, sleep was required as we would soon take the Dart into Dublin, coach to the Wicklow Mountains, and practice an Irish step dance or two before our trip was over.
Join me next time as we travel through the narrow streets into Dublin and head for the hills of Glendalough. Until then:
"May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields and,
Until we meet again,