I got back from Madrid quite late on Sunday night, but had Monday off to prepare for the trip. Terry had arrived on the weekend, and it was great to be able to welcome him to the UK. We got everything sorted and caught the Bus, Tube, Luton Express Train and the Luton connecting shuttle out to the airport. Already a lot of travelling! Although Anna had shown Terry around London over the weekend, this was his first trip on the London Underground - lucky guy!
It was a pretty short trip over to Cork, and although the weather was a bit patchy we had a good view of the countryside as we landed. Picked up our rental car (a Toyota Avensis) and I got to stretch my legs behind the wheel again. Our hostel was up on a hill, directly beneath St Anne's Church. One of the city's most famous landmarks, it is known as the 'Four Faced Liar', as each side of the clock tower has it's own face, with apparently with different times. We walked around Shandon, the Latin quarter, saw the old gaol and the butter exchange, before heading down to the city centre.
The city's name is derived from
corcach, meaning 'marshy place', as it is situated on an island in the River Lee. Crossing over St Patrick's bridge...
...we passed the Opera House and Crawford Municpal Art Gallery (with its little Banksy)...
... finding our way to a nice restaurant and our first pints of Guinness.
The food was terrific, and we ended up buying a loaf of the terrific bread they served with the entree. Afterwards we hunted out a little bar with live music, and enjoyed a range of covers that included Pink Floyd, U2 and Crowded House - though nothing traditional.
This place had a Phil Lynott (of
Thin Lizzy) tribute wall. I believe he was Irish, which goes at least part-way to explaining the fascination...
Heading back to our hostel, couldn't resist a few last photos...
Terry with the loaf (which ended up lasting us all week)...
It was a pretty short trip over to Cork, and although the weather was a bit patchy we had a good view of the countryside as we landed. Picked up our rental car (a Toyota Avensis) and I got to stretch my legs behind the wheel again. Our hostel was up on a hill, directly beneath St Anne's Church. One of the city's most famous landmarks, it is known as the 'Four Faced Liar', as each side of the clock tower has it's own face, with apparently with different times. We walked around Shandon, the Latin quarter, saw the old gaol and the butter exchange, before heading down to the city centre.
The city's name is derived from corcach, meaning 'marshy place', as it is situated on an island in the River Lee. Crossing over St Patrick's bridge...
...we passed the Opera House and Crawford Municpal Art Gallery (with its little Banksy)...
... finding our way to a nice restaurant and our first pints of Guinness.
The food was terrific, and we ended up buying a loaf of the terrific bread they served with the entree. Afterwards we hunted out a little bar with live music, and enjoyed a range of covers that included Pink Floyd, U2 and Crowded House - though nothing traditional.
This place had a Phil Lynott (of Thin Lizzy) tribute wall. I believe he was Irish, which goes at least part-way to explaining the fascination...
Heading back to our hostel, couldn't resist a few last photos...
Terry with the loaf (which ended up lasting us all week)...
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