Not much to report on from the rest of the day. It was nice to not be on the move as soon as we had finished our breakfast. (Not that I'm complaining. Us moving from place to place to place was our own decision and I'm glad we did. We wouldn't have been able to see as much of the country as we did had we stayed in one place for more than a night at a time.)
Anyway, we didn't do too much exploring today in Galway. We slept in, I updated this little blog here, then we went into town to do some shopping for you lovely folks back home. So I can't really tell you much about today without spoiling it, now can I? I think there were some old homes and touristy things to do in town, but we left the GPS behind, so we got lazy and decided to make it an easy day and stick to shopping in the pedestrian area. We did hit up Sheridan's Cheesemongers, as it was recommended in the guidebook and also because, well, why wouldn't you want to visit a place known as a cheesemonger, really? I also pestered Ben into us grabbing fish and chips for lunch. He stuck to chicken, but I got fresh locally caught whiting, which was quite yummy. Only downside? Ketchup is just Not the same here. We both noticed it when we picked up sandwiches & chips for lunch yesterday. I've never been altogether picky about my ketchup. I'll take Great Value brand without complaint and everything. But this ketchup is just.. off. I mean, it's ketchup-y and all, but it's just not the same. Today's was too bland, yesterday's was too vinegary. I'll just have to get me some Heinz with whatever I eat once we're home again.
After a bit more time in town, it was back to the hotel for dinner. A bit of an overpriced dinner (sorry, Dad), but Connemara lamb is quite yummy. We both decided that after driving past literally hundreds of the fluffy little guys along the drive, it was only fitting that we eat them at least once. Ok. So that sounds considerably more perverse than I intended. What I mean is, clearly they are an integral part of the local Irish economy, as witnessed by our travels across several counties, thus it was in our best interest as responsible tourists to support the local economy through the purchase of at least one meal of lamb. There. That sounds better.
Now it's time to get caught up on all those backlogged photos. Hopefully at least one album will be up tonight and possibly (fingers crossed) another in the morning before we head out. Not sure yet if we're heading straight back to Dublin or, and this is the fun part, taking a detour into North Ireland to visit County Armagh, the last known home of Trodden family baptism records. The Armagh County website isn't the most helpful thing in the world, but we've got some records from Papa and Uncle Buddy that should make for a good start. Wish us luck!
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