October 5, 2012
Birthdays and Seaweed, what do they have in
common? They both occurred on the 5th
day of October, Andy’s birthday. HAPPY
BIRTHDAY ANDY!!! More on the seaweed
later.
Please note: All pictures in this blog have been rated “G”
by the head heenyhonkers of the BBOY search team. (That would be us.)
After a lovely formal breakfast at Ross Lake House we went
off in the tin can car. People sure look
at us funny with the side of the car bashed in!
We kind of like it. It’s a badge
of honor.
So off across the countryside we started, dents and
all. We headed Northwest through an area
filled with beautiful lakes. Driving
through the countryside it looked like a combination of Bellingham/Ferndale
Washington greed fields and pastures, mixed with some high desert plains style
fields, surrounded by beautiful rock mountains, quite diverse. We went through Oughterard, Maam Cross, Maum,
Cornamona, Clonbur, and Ballinrobe.
Then I started
driving. Now the left hand driving thing
isn’t that hard. What’s nerve wracking
is that the lanes are so tiny, then people park in your lane and it’s truly
like bumper cars driving around towns.
We went through Hollymount, Claremorris, Bellahy, Tobercurry, and
Ballinacarrow and stopped in Strandhill.
Strandhill is a surf city.
You can take surf lessons there.
Instead of surfing lessons we decided to have seaweed baths and a
massage. Oh boy, was that a good
idea! The seaweed baths are just
that. The seaweed is cut locally and
every bath gets a fresh batch. You get
into a big tub of water filled with kelp-type seaweed. And soak.
The water is rather slimy, but smooth.
It makes your skin so soft. We
were told to get our hair wet and not to bathe until tomorrow so more of the “seaweed
nutrients could soak into our bodies.”
Ok…. We actually enjoyed the
baths. It was quite nice to soak our
travel weary bodies in hot, smooth water.
Bc insists that it has caused his hair to grow. I of course, agreed.
After the massage we got back into the tin can car and made
our way to the Tree Tops B&B. Now
the last time we stayed in a hotel called Tree Tops it was in Kenya and we were
escorted to and from the hotel by gentlemen wielding rifles to protect us from
the wild animals. We needed no such
escort at this Tree Tops. It’s a lovely
B&B filled with eclectic art and a very sweet Doreen. This morning we had a good Irish breakfast
and now we will head onto Donegal.
Still no sight of the BBOY, but we’ll keep looking! Take care, bc and gc
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