Ireland 05 man-days
Here, then, the report comes to the Ireland trip. If anyone here read that here who knows me (I know that does not happen, since not even those who read, who knows me): I = Simon, Christof = My brother.
Ireland '05
09:08:05 Lubeck-Hamburg-Shannon Airport-Limerick-Killarney
Simon:
The flight was very good, even if we could not take our gas canister - which was confiscated! About Ireland
hung thick clouds of mist, but when we went down further you could see the green island: Very impressive.
to Limerick then by bus: The bus driver was very polite. Very bristish ..
Around noon we arrived in Limerick at. Fairly large city - fish and chips eaten, Christof an apple. Yummy! But at least not complain. Then
to Killarney. The bus driver was heavily tattooed - the time which also provides drinking Guinness or two with mates. But at work very polite. The Irishmen are apparently all very friendly. Stand around here quite a few castles and ruins and such. And beautiful house.
beyond the floor plan of the camp each category. Evening in the lounge: about Martin and education and the beginning of Harry Potter is a Hobbit from giving up! Tomorrow: Showers! Today: brush your teeth and then off to bed.
tired ... and tomorrow we will make the first walk: either National Park or Münchhausen tour - which is to achieve better. Good night, book (authored by Ludger (Stephan)?): Got
Early in the morning and had breakfast a banana
Christophe. Then a car came to the joint travel plans with Mom and Dad, taking into account the parent-child relationship has been screened psychologically. After welcoming the adoption then flight to Ireland. From the airport you go by bus from the checkered flat quietschgrün landscape that "looks somehow to Germany" by more and more towards "Yeah, here it looks beautiful" converts. After I purchase with a bag of fruit in Limerick's going Next to the hostel, grows with a high price level, cozy kitchen and a broken billiard tables. A nice first day, tomorrow's continue on Munchausen's footsteps, good night.
10:08:05 Muckross Lake
Christof:
morning got up to ungodly hours (6:00), found that the nice campsite owner only opens at 9:00 clock, and put back to bed. Simon has woke me up shortly before 9:00 clock. Then we extended our stay at the nice gentleman and moved into the tent. Thanks Simon heroic commitment we see at once a jolly tour group (consisting of 3 young ladies) that takes us to today's walking area, the Muckross (From pig Mucros = wood) Lake! A large, beautiful lake. The women arrange to meet with us this evening to bring us back, they are friendly in person. Then hike around the lake, and an abbey ruins explored the Muckross Friary, built by the 14irgendwas strictly following the precepts Franciscan monks and later by Cromwell's villains was stormed. As you can see too much Protestantism is unhealthy - Ääähm - at least Simon does later in such a Friary at a fencing school.
Then it's over bridges, but the house like that one hundred percent of trolls among themselves through beautiful woods by the lake. Finally, a final spurt to catch our carpool. In Killarney I buy a bag of apples. The most adventurous part of the day lies with the spaghetti cook the evening ahead. First night in the tent that holds up to tomorrow and does not fall on us, is running slowly it - cakes.
Simon:
We have decided to camp - it's cheaper. But you can plant the possibilities of Youth Hotels no longer use. We were preceded by the Irish owner friendly but pointed: Bye heated evening lounge, tent, here we come!
Then the walking tour around Muckross Lake. Super landscape. Highlights were Muckross Friary and gardens in the arboretum. Tour: p.50-55 hiking (hiking in Ireland). If we are executed with three super nice German women who have later picked up again and went to the supermarket with us even in Killarney. Really nice!
11:08:05 Gap of Donloe
Christof:
rose early in the morning at seven
from the tent.
stand early in the morning at ten
At the bus stop.
early morning at eleven
is clearly eliminates the slow bus ride.
was why's then take a taxi towards National Park, the well-informed and friendly taxi driver turns out to be a good Fairy and gives out a tip.
The walking route Gap of Dole, a narrow gorge between the rocky, Irish barren mountains.
Henceforth you "baby steps - Touri - Hiking guide book! Now we go on with research and discovery on your own, armed with a map on the road. A boat cruises are on the Muckross Lake, then it goes on foot through the rugged beauty of the hilly landscape. Fortunately, Ireland is a single bramble hedge, so my diet is enriched with a delicacy. The miracle happens: we get without it we lost our way back to our campsite on, if somewhat exhausted. I have to explain fortunately enough breath to Simon why there is God, and then end the day just in the rustic "Campers Kitchen "from. Tomorrow's going to the West Coast (and you know it is the best coast or something). Road goes ever on, far from the place where it begun ...
Simon:
Today we wanted to make the tour of the Killarney National Park, but when our bus did not come (Memories of Inter Rail at me), proved that as a happy coincidence . We then took a taxi and the driver told us that we are not beautiful by the Gap of Dunloe to miss. If we did not: Boat Tour (1.5 hours) to the Upper Lake and Black Valley and then a hike through a gorge (just Said Gap of Dunloe). Tired now and back on the court. Same bed. Before written cards and even eaten. Pasta! Nu-punching! If you really (eat fruit?) Only pasta?
ONLY A SITH KNOWS NOTHING BUT EXTREME!
12:08:05 Dingle
Simon:
morning we have left the RV park, Bus Eireann, after we abgebran the tent .. ehm ... had broken down. Then a bus ride to Killarney. There we met a German friend of his Bavarian. The two also wanted to Dingle and then drove us on a bus. The man had a Reclam issue of Goethe in his pocket. Quote Harald: "Goethe is overrated," and there was also a nice Irishman from a town near Dublin, who has talked with Chris and then just come to me about the chances of Ireland to the World Cup. You must now win all the games. They create, of course! Then viewed in Dingle different. Even the outward journey showed how beautiful the Atlantic coast - as Dingle. In the church there a few Irishmen have been practicing guitar and singing. Awesome! The camp is also good. Now is read. Christof Joys of reading Dubliners - quite appropriate. He said that the woman in the story rather have to disappear after Buernos Aires to begin a new life. A new life ...
PS: The guy from the campsite reception is a Straeten and is planning to declare to the Count leave. Blood sacrifice among the campers are inevitable.
13:08:05 Gallus Oratory
Simon:
night to scare funny conversations about the best way to camp children by themselves without further comment in a tent is, fades in with the lamp in the face and loud "sniffs" (my proposal to sniff see Knew Too Little), or the Empire of Star Wars tune hums (Christof). The tent was I think very little oxygen at the time.
have a rather long walk we made .. First we had the R 559 long walk up the street. Then to the Gallus Oratory + then to Kilmalkedar Chruch. But we have not found and then to several kilometers two very nice Irishman in their garden asking for directions. One of us even then explained the operation of the sundial at the church by means of a small stick. Then up to a mountain, path not found and down and back because the tour would have been on the coast too long and it was getting late. Then back down and the mobile phone of two Irishmen, the warning on our course (there just happened to lead to long bike) telephones to call a taxi. They wanted to come but not because we could not soo accurate location information ..
crap! Next Sent in to us a friendly man at last took. Had a little bit .. by Rainer
back and then cooked spaghetti. In this case we had to wait a long time because two Russians? their spaghetti with fried minced wanted .. Christof
comment: "Mr. Mayatoshi developed in 1805 a technique as they cook your spaghetti in slow steps in a single day can. "
comment by a Mexican-looking Frenchman to my question, when it my turn to come:" Maybe next morning "But the Russian was still quite charming . She thought only briefly, but then it was on there. Chris thought it was outrageous.
14:08:05 Connor Hill
Simon:
Stormy morning ... planning what we do .. Breakfast: Biscuits (staple food no matter where: _Alpen_Italien_Griechenland_Norwegen.) And apple. Like us, the competent Type of reception (the one with glasses, not the Staeten) has recommended, we will do today, even a mountain tour. Thought at first my feet were tired, but then it went. From our campsite (Bellingtaggert) on various streets we went up the hill. The road ran in a cascade from the mountain flanks and in the valley was always the Garfimy River seen. Beautiful views and a blast view of the summit. 'm Curious whether the Alps can top that ..
And many sheep - which are really stupid says Christophe. And that seems to hold well: one would be with the head almost got stuck in the fence on the run from us ...
now back on the court, Christof Dingle is still just something to buy. DC Spagettis and tomorrow's dates back to Shannon. Yeah.
15:08:05
Simon
So today the day you return. Went by bus and now a Bed and Breakfast Hotel - sauteuer: 60 without eating breakfast. But very comfortable. I'm eating a lot of spagetti and cokies nowadays. And for breakfast ACTIMEL. Great stuff!
the bus driver I've jammed my finger. Quite painful - but after lunch we went back. The money is now all of them. Tomorrow I take a taxi to the airport and then back to good old Germany. I have managed to send my post cards! Finding a "post box" was not easy, but I did it at last. To time an expression of the elegant Mr. Behnke to use: To put it in a nutshell the holiday in Eire was quite nice!
