We’ve been gone for a couple of days attending an Irish wedding way up in the quiet town of Bonniconlon, far to the northwest of Dublin. The wedding, done in a true Irish Celtic style,* was wonderful, and the reception at the nearby town of Enniscrone, was also wonderful.
Driving almost 4 hours to Bonniconlon was an adventure by itself after we took a wrong turn at a roundabout, and our GPS navigation failed at one point. Then, as we got closer, we found ourselves driving through the highlands of West Ireland, literally through ancient lakes and mountain roads, and getting blocked by ornery sheep. All the while trying to reach the wedding on time after bad planning on my part. I’ll talk more about it, but for now, here’s a picture near Enniscrone I took while we drove back:
If you click on the link, you can see the sign on the right which reads both Irish and English pointing to city of Sligo, or Sligeach in Irish.*
Also, here is a photo of some of the many, many cows we saw grazing all along Ireland:
Anyways, I am just knackered*** so I’ll write more detail soon.
P.S. Near the end we were driving around the Ox Mountains. Someone took photos of the area, which look pretty similar to the views we saw. We also drove past Lough Talt, also mentioned on the same site.
* – This was quite a bit different than what Americans think of as “Celtic” culture by the way. I’ve been to an American “celtic” wedding once and the two have little in common. I’ll elaborate more on that in another upcoming post.
** – People in Ireland call Irish Gaelic just Irish.
*** – Irish slang for dead-tired, almost falling over.