Thank you for all of your comments on my last post. There was quite a bit of discussion about the Irish/English breakfast, and I thought I should explain what I meant. The Full Irish breakfast is very similar to the Full English. Really, the only difference between the two is the Irish version includes white pudding. (My apologies for no link. I can't figure out how to link on my iPad.) Typically included are sausages, rashers, eggs, black and white pudding, tomato, mushrooms and toast. Dawn in NL was correct when she said the Irish don't like being confused with the English. That was my mistake. I'll try to remember to take a picture of a Full Irish breakfast and post it next time. Now, on to the last two days.
We've gone to several sites with round towers. These were built for the protection of the religious communities. If they felt threatened they would go into the tower and close the door. It would have been a good plan until they ran out of food. I don't think they would have had to worry about a water shortage though. Collecting rainwater would have solved that problem, as there seems to be no shortage of that!
The scenery has changed dramatically since my first post. The heather covered hills have been replaced by stunning views of the sea as we wind our way along the southern coast.
We stopped in Cobh, which went by the name Queenstown at the turn of the last century. It's a colourful little seaside village, and happens to be the final place the Titanic picked up passengers before heading across the Atlantic. We did the Titanic Experience, and it was well worth the admission price.
This is a replica of a third class passage room. When you go on the tour you are given a "ticket" with the name of a passenger from third class. At the end of the tour there's a display with the names of the third class passengers who boarded in Queenstown, and you check to see if your passenger survived. Not many third class passengers did.
Cobh (Queenstown) is also where some of the passengers from the Lusitania are buried.
This stone marker was for the Canadian passengers. There were many markers for the victims, some individual, and some for mass graves like this Canadian one.
Our evening ended on a lighter note. We are staying in a pub in Blarney (no, I'm not kissing the stone!). There was live music last night, so after a wonderful Irish stew we stayed down to listen. It wasn't our first night of enjoying some pub music. A couple nights ago we ate dinner at a pub that had traditional Irish music. It reminded me so much of the music that comes out of Atlantic Canada, especially Newfoundland. Last night's music was different. It was a lone guy on a guitar playing everything from Gordon Lightfoot to Johnny Cash. It was terrific right up until the moment I realized my room was directly above where he was playing!
Travel Tip #2: If you plan to blog while you are travelling it would be a very good idea to do a trial run with your blogging app before you leave home. I use Blogsy when I'm away and blogging from my iPad. Every other time I have tested it before leaving to make sure it still works and I still remember how to use it. This time I got lazy and figured since I've used it so many times before without a glitch all wMould be well. It's not. So my apologies for any weird formatting, the lack of editing on the photos, and any typos that might appear.