Cliffs of Moher

Hello dear reading lambs🐑

Yesterday we were at the Cliffs of Moher. These typical huge cliffs that you find when you enter "Ireland" in a search engine. Light rain was forecasted for the day, so we equipped ourselves with rain pants and jackets. Light rain can't harm us. We rode our bikes to the city, bought a ticket at the train station, and boarded the bus. Our bus ride lasted about 2 hours, and just like the ride from Dublin to Galway, all we could see in the countryside was grass, shrubs, and a few animals. It felt like the whole of Ireland is covered in stone walls, sometimes resembling a kilometer-long labyrinth that never seems to end. I've already wondered where all the Irish get all these stones from until we drove to the cliffs. On the drive there, it suddenly became clear to me...because we drove past mountains made of stone. And when I say mountains, I don't mean just small hills. No. I mean actual mountains made of rubble. Eventually, we arrived at the cliffs. It was a bit foggy, so initially, we didn't see much, but we saw enough to enthusiastically start hiking along the cliff path. Half an hour later, it started pouring rain, and within no time, we were soaking wet, even down to our underwear. Let's not even talk about our shoes. Half an hour later, the rain stopped, and the sky finally cleared up. So we still got the chance to see the Cliffs of Moher in all their glory, and let me tell you...they are gigantic. They reach heights of 214 meters and compared to the people walking along the edge of the cliffs, they are simply stunningly huge. We headed back several hours later and after this day, we were not only completely soaked but also completely exhausted. But it was definitely more than worth it.😇

Currently, Hannah and I are on our absolute horror trip to Connemara National Park. But that's a story for another time.

Until then,

Slán