This weekend, my fellow rotational colleagues and I took our first international trip from Dublin; To…drum roll please…Northern Ireland!
Correct, Northern Ireland is another country! With a separate currency! So check this out, and consider your “learn something new every day” box checked off for today:
The UK consists of England, Scotland, Wales, and Northern Ireland. The UK is on the British Pound. Ireland is it’s own independent country, and is on the Euro. I know, it’s cray.
The 5 of us rented a car, after I convinced the group driving on the left side of the road isn’t scary! We first stop in Belfast, where we get a tour of the Protestant v Catholic saga:
After our history lesson (sort of, I couldn’t understand our tour guide’s accent at all), we head to Giant’s Causeway, where I will let the pictures speak for themselves:
After Giant’s Causeway, we head to Carrick-a-Rede Rope Bridge (I sneak in through the exit route), where fisherman used to construct a rope bridge in the summer to lure in their salmon catches.
After the rope bridge, we are all starving and head to Ballycastle, for what we hear has fantastic fish n chips. Many things happen here:
- We meet Niamh (traditional Irish name, pronounced “Neve”). She is 13, and a hoot and a half. She had never met Americans and was fascinated by us. She also guessed our ages, ranging from 16 (Lisa, #Asian) to 40 (Max, #beard), then proceeded to guess our names (Miley was pretty much her only guess, then she gave up), followed by exclaiming how mental we all were for choosing Ireland over Spain.
- The fish n chips restaurant ended up being a hole in the wall…pretty much the opposite of the castle we were expecting.
- I found out I don’t like fish n chips…this is going to be a long 3 culinary months.
- The “salad” the came with my fish n chips was 2 slices of tomato and some lettuce.
After eating, we check in at our adorable hostel, with a great view of the coast:
Not only does the hostel have a great view, but I have the best night sleep since I arrived in Ireland! Which means I only wake up once throughout the night and it only takes me 45 minutes to fall back asleep.
The next day is what I came to Ireland for. Decrepit castles on cliffs overlooking the ocean. Cue Dunluce Castle:
Then we visited the Dark Hedges, from the Game of Thrones:
Next, we got lunch from St. George’s Market in Belfast:
And last but not least, we go to this place “steeped in history” which is basically a bunch of grass mounds we are convinced is an Irish joke on tourists.
In other news, I’ve officially created #Irishhacks for life in Ireland
Until next time!