Ireland (Let the mass blogging commence!) Part 1/3: Monday

This is a long few blogs because well, the internet service wasn't too great where we were the first two days in Ireland and I doubt if Blogspot will let me post a gazzillion MB blog…...Sooooooo, you'll be getting a mass blogging now, in 3 parts. Lets start with Monday first:

Monday we got up at 8:30am, drove 3 hours to Fishguard, got on our boat(it was WELL stormy though, pissing it down), ate some REALLY expensive Steak and Ale Pie, then tried to sleep. We both felt a little sick on the boat (boat rocking + full stomach + alcohol, drink with meal, = 'ooooh I need to lay down'). So we tried to go to sleep….he 'comfy chairs' at the back of the ship didn't work very well, so we literally laid down on the floor then I was able to, James not so much, but at least both our stomachs settled.

James and me being silly on the floor after we got some sleep:

It was a 3 and 1/2 hour boat ride to Fishguard, then it was a 1 hour drive to Inistioge, where the Belchers live. The Belchers have been kind enough to let us use their holiday home for 2 nights. It literally is a nice holiday home separate from the Main house. It's got a upstairs and downstairs, kitchen, living room, 2 bedroom and 2 bathrooms.

Exterior of the Holiday Home.

The view of the driveway and the Belcher's house from the terrace room of the holiday home.

The different angles of the bedroom we stayed in...the downstairs one.

The kitchen.

The stairs.

The views on the living room and such from the upstairs balcony.

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The Belchers are nice people. Margret--Alice's sister--is basically like Alice (talkative, motherly, hospitable, etc) except James likes her better than his mum. Bridget and Meraid are her children. Bridget is James' favorite cousin, she's nice, very talkative, and very sociable. And Meraid is alright…she's 14 so she doesn't socialize much.

We ate at Margret's house (lamb roast…soooo good. And Apple pie for dessert…sooooo gooood), then hung out for hours in their living room chatting the night away. Most of the talk was about family--inside jokes/ taking the piss out of family members, and the latest gossip of everyone--which I could understand because it's been at least 2 years since James saw the Belchers, but I felt a little left out of conversation because half the time I had no idea who or what they were talking about. I just tried to smile and nod and laugh at all the little anecdotes.