day! The club Ireland March 17, March 17 in Dublin, green everywhere, a little too orange at times, noon start of the parade, welcome to the great Feast of St. Patrick's Day!
The first photo is taken in my street, all others are on O'Connell Street (roughly fields Elizee Irish), and the world around, I'll leave you to see for yourself. At last some pictures of parades, from the second floor of a fast food restaurant, the only place where you could find a place for just about see the parade (if it was not there for an hour and a half in advance, you should not hope to come within two meters of a barrier):
Too Class Cox's parade! 
5 to Sligo! Visit Hi folks!
I'm back towards Sligo, ie north-west of Ireland (very close to the "border" with Northern Ireland). I left Saturday morning (too) early (for me) with 4 Germans. It was indeed a French middle to defend our honor. We rented a car then we went for three days. Before going further into details, I'll introduce everyone: On the next photo, from left to right, it was French, Dominikus, Alexandra, Nomi and Sebastian
The first day, we arrived early afternoon in Sligo, and after finding our hostel, we went to visit the city of Sligo ... ie, the two streets of Sligo (yes, this is a very small town). 
The old abbey of the town.
River, with one of the many churches in the city in the background.
A bit of culture, the previous statue is the statue of William Butler Yeats, one of the greatest writers, poets and Irish. He is the son of John Butler Yeats, and brother Jack Butler Yeats, both of which are two famous Irish painters (even if they are less famous than William). If you zommer the photo, you'll see that on his shoulders and oversized on his chest is unde wrote his poems. This statue is in Sligo, Yeats because the family is originally from the region, and all were greatly inspired Area. This is just the beginning, we will follow the footsteps of William, throughout our journey. 
The first night, got out a new little pub with two French people we met in the hostel: 
The second day, we visit the direct vicinity of Sligo (there's plenty to see around Sligo). We started the morning by climbing on top of Knocknarea Moutains, mountains, certainly not very high, but dominating the bay of Sligo. The mountains are located West Sligo. The tomb at the top would be the tomb of Queen Maeve, it seems, other versions say that she was secretly inhummée the hill ... 
Going down the hill, we went right at the foot of the latter, sea side, where there is a pretty seaside town of Ireland, ... and yes, I got to bathe with Nomi, okay, we did not stay long in the water, but we did, photos soon on this blog: 
In the afternoon, we then went to the east of Sligo take a boat trip on Lough Gill, this lake was a favorite of Yeats for these compositions: 
We finally finished our day at Carrowmore Megalithic Cemetery. This is the oldest megalithic tombs in Europe, the oldest dating from 4370 BC: 
The third and last day we parties to the North, and to another small town called Donegal. On the way, we stopped to Glencar Waterfall (which can also be found in the poems by Yeats): 
200 meters of waterfalls, Glencar Lake: 
Our route continued north, and we reached Drumcliff, where we stopped around the old abbey (now completely destroyed and replaced by a church, and surrounded by a charming cemetery 
Tomb
very interesting, of course you have already guessed who it is ... yes, we finally found William B. Yeats (a little later you say ...), I'll let you ponder on the quote 
At noon we stopped to eat sandwiches on the beach, and when I said about the beach is really on the beach, and everything in the car! Okay, there had to push a little car to leave, but finally everything went well. 
In rural
DAPR-noon, we have finally reached our final destination, the cliffs Bunglass, about a hundred miles north of Sligo, in Donegal. In Donegal town, there's not much to do, but the area around is beautiful and was very typical, a feast for the eyes: 
And now, back in the evening (about 3 ½ hours ...) to Dublin end of the journey.
Too Class Cox's parade! 
