Okay so who wants to hear about the super exciting thing I did?! Drumroll please.....
I galloped a horse down the beach in western Ireland. Woohoo! When I was seven, I read a book where a girl went to Ireland and did that, and since then I have wanted to do it too. We did a four hour ride up through the hills, saw lots of cows (and this one adorable pony who followed us along the fence for a good ten minutes) and then went down to the beach. It was a beautiful day, so our timing was perfect. The day before there was a hailstorm and the day after it rained constantly. Ben rode a sturdy horse named Guinness, which was very appropriate, and I rode Banjo, who was as excited about the beach as I was. He really liked going fast, so we got along quite well. There were amazing views all the way along the trail, and I would have gotten more pictures than I did if Banjo didn't throw a tantrum when I tried to stop. We finished our ride at the beach and were picked up by the farm owner, who then drove us back into the little town of Lisdoonvarna. Only about 800 people live there, and the hostel we stayed in could have definitely housed all of them... Okay not quite, but it was huge, which was weird for a place that size. But we got the room to ourselves, so that was good. The only issue was that the wifi didn't reach the rooms.
That evening we went for dinner at the Roadside Diner. YUM. There is a smokehouse in Lisdoonvarna, so I had a local smoked salmon sandwich and "chips". Since the town is so small there's not much there, so we had dinner, made friends with a lovely dog who didn't seem to have a family, although had a collar, and then went back to the hostel. We sat by the fireplace in the common room using the wifi, and then went to bed. The next day it was pouring, so we got soaked waiting for the bus. It was a quiet ride back to Galway.
I'm a little bit out of order because of the exciting horse experience. On the first day we were in Galway we went down to the beach (where the hailstorm attacked) and through the "high street" of Galway, which is quite small since the town itself isn't huge. Ice cream cones were happily eaten. There were several street performers around. Mostly musicians, but also one guy who was making balloon animals which was awesome. When we got back to Galway after our adventure, it was still pouring, so we just hung out at the hostel. The next morning we caught the bus back to Dublin and checked into the hotel by the airport for our last night, featuring Thai food and a Netflix documentary about dinosaurs.
Now, I am in Athens and I think Ben is still on a plane. The other exciting news I have for you all is that Athens is my last stop on my grand adventure. So I will be coming home soon! I will not say the exact day in order to frustrate my mother, as I am planning to show up at my house and surprise her. If anyone other than Lisa Hill would like to know when I will be back, send me a message, and I will tell you if you promise to keep it a secret.
I am very excited to be in Athens. It's warm, and I need to go buy a pair of shorts, since the only thing I have is jeans. So I am going to go do that. It is a beautiful day. I am looking forward to seeing everyone soon!