We spent the day a little aimlessly back through Loughrea to Portumna. We spotted a signpost to Yeats' tower and decided to check it out. I should have mentioned that the Yeats society had a set of rooms in Sligo and we paid visit. It seemed to be maintained by some strange old people. The displays were mainly ageing photos of the great man and his mates.
The tower is run by the same crowd but no longer open to the public.
I couldn't help thinking he was a rather vain sort.
We then turned west and checked out the Cliffs of Moher, which were spectacular. Thank heavens the sun was out and the wind was absent. We had to pay €3 for the privilege. The cashier guy had the sweetest accent. "that will be €3, so." I am fascinated by that "so" that is added on by so many people.
After the cliffs we adjourned to Limerick for the night where we treated ourselves to a stay in a very nice hotel located in the Georgian centre of the town. Have I mentioned food? We have had some delightful meals and last night's was no exception. Everywhere there has been an emphasis on fresh local produce. Dishes are not pretentious but are well cooked and not over priced - very different from our experience in England last time.
The full Irish breakfast is on offer everywhere and I have had to get Warwick to exercise a bit of restraint. You can't eat bacon, sausage, egg, black pudding, white pudding, mushrooms, tomato, baked beans, soda bread, potato bread and porridge every day without harm. At least I can't. We haven't needed lunch at any stage.



What's 'white pudding'? Do they separate out the blood's white corpuscles and turn them into a delicious sausage?
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