Ireland: Cliffs of Moher

At Barnes and Noble, Stephanie and I researched a bit to see what we wanted to do. As soon as opened the book, I saw Skellig Michael. It immediately became what I was looking forward to the most. This blog post is not about Skellig Michael. That epic visit requires its own article, which will come next. To begin this article, however, all you need to know is that we made several troublesome arrangements so that we would not miss Skellig Michael, most important of which was renting a car.

The first hour and a half of my first drive on the opposite side of...everything... was the most difficult, but it was doable. Ireland is known for narrow roads and roundabouts. So I chose the smallest car I could find. Over the next few days, we became quite attached to our Nissan Micra.

First stop was the Cliffs of Moher. It's easy to see why so many people flock to the coast just to see this place where there's hardly anything until you hit the ocean. There are 2 ways to see the Cliffs. The first is to take a nauseous boat ride and see the Cliffs from the ocean.

The other way to see it is from the top.

I don't know about you, but I could stare at this all day.