Driving up through Galway and stopping for occasional photo stops. Doesn't this just look like a jigsaw picture?











We got to Roundstone and stopped, Himself had an ice cream. I found a couple of postcards, which I wrote and sent quickly, as they might have come home with me otherwise!













Peering over the edge at the harbour, there was a jellyfish lurking.. I think it may have been a 'compass' jellyfish. Pretty, but I am glad I was not too near!

Can you spot it? Of course!

We parked near a B and B, with a quirky name- Put me in mind of someone...



The next day we went to the Burren.

                                                                                   



And saw Dunguaire Castle, again, it looks chocolate boxy, and pretty little villages. We also went looking for the Burren Smokehouse. We knew where it was, as in, we knew which town. But. Yes, big BUT. when you get to the town they stop signposting for the smoke house?? We drove through the town one way. We turned around and drove through the other way. We turned up a side road. And turned around and decided, whatever the smokehouse has, we aren't going to get there! so let us wend our way on. And there, like the garden in Alice through the looking glass, the smokehouse is right in front of us, because we have stopped looking!

Ok we bought some bits.. food- cheese, smoked salmon, you know, ordinary type stuff... ish..

And back to Galway. For the dancing. Ok you can have enough of Morris dancers. but here are some pictures just in case you like seeing Morris dancers.. Not obliged to look!

                                    one of the musicians

 They get dangerous with those things! Two long sticks each..

And the one legged Morris men at the front there

And the hen parties wanted their photos taken with the side, 

 And if you ever get dragged into a Morris dance - see that lass with the stripey jumper - She has no idea...




that the dance is going to end like

...

THIS!