I left Dingle when it was still dark this morning, at 7:15. And I pulled in to Galway at 1:15 PM. I slept practically the whole time on the bus, but it didn't refresh me at all. I guess that 30-mile bike ride caught up with me...
Galway is much more metropolitan than my previous three cities. At 76,000 (30,000 fewer than Ventura), it's the largest city in Western Ireland, but unfortunately a lot of its historical sites have been destroyed with time. Very little is left of the medieval town, and the city is now a bustling university town. There is still an extensive shopping district with narrow, criss-crossing streets that allude to the medieval beginnings. And the university town is kind of nice, because I actually feel like I blend in just fine with the crowd.
I did a little (a lot? it's hard to even tell anymore) bit of walking and here's what I saw:
The Spanish Arch, the largest remaining portion of the original walls. Its name indicates that it was the location where Spanish traders would unload wine.
The Corrib River.
And my globe-trekking boots.
Galway viewed from the other side of the river. That's mostly reclaimed land, I believe.
And for proof that these are my own pictures and not ones that I've stolen online...
Apparently there are pretty intense tidal variations here. I need to figure out when high tide is and go back.
Galway Bay. The hills on the other side of the bay are the Burren, where I'll be going tomorrow.
More of the River Corrib. Lots of pretty bridges.
And pretty canals.
Hi, sorry for selfies.
This is one of my favorite shots of the day.
Inside the Galway Cathedral.
Whoever was commissioned to do this piece clearly didn't know much of human anatomy. Jesus has about a dozen pairs of ribs here...
Those ceilings are made of cedar and the whole place smells amazing.
Cathedral from the other side of the river, because that's the only way to fit it in one shot.
Just one of many narrow shopping streets in the Old Town.
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