Sligo

Our Dublin taxi driver didn’t have much to say or like about Sligo, but a longish bus ride takes us to Sligo with a stop in Galway for lunch and a look-around.  Galway is a city of narrow twistindg streets, and its pedestrian shopping street seems to go on for ever with all sorts of little shops, very little in the way of department stores. Lunch is on our own.  Pick a pub, any pub, because there is a plethora, and pretty much any pub has its own little food-served-all-day sign and menu.

John and Lynn wander off, joining another couple at one pub as we walk by, and we discover a newly renovated one, down close to the waterfront, where the workmen are still finishing the exterior.  Lunch there is excellent, as are the beverages.  The place was formerly known as Kelly’s, changed hands in October 2014, and has been under renovation and modernization for the last 6 weeks. As we are eating, the bar staff is still stocking the overhead with bottles of Jameson and Bushmills. 

Along the pedestrian mall are any number of buskers doing varieties of music.  One such act is accompanying a puppet modeled on herself in sort of a ventriloquist singing act.

Onward to Sligo and the Best Western Sligo Southern Hotel.  

Our tour bus … excuse me, it’s a “coach”

We’ll be staying in Sligo for three nights, but touring our to environing sites, sights, attractions, and distractions on our bus.  Paarticipants are advised to rotate occupying the front “prime real estate” seats, but we are mostly attracted to the back of the bus with better landscape views.