Good Morning Galway,
The sun shines brightly over Galway city this grand morning. In about an hour I will join Larry and Gretta for church, for now I will tell you about yesterdays adventures. Waking up at 5am I was surprisingly rested, but decided to go back to sleep …for another 5 hours! Whoops didn’t quite plan on sleeping that long, oh well. Abby C., Aurelie and I showered and prepared ourselves for the day to set off to the market and Salthill. Now that all three of us have bikes we are able to travel together and make our way around much quicker. Whizzing through traffic and bustling sidewalks I felt like a speed demon on my bike. There is definitely an adjustment to be made from my usual sidewalk stroll to navigating street traffic on my bike. Tucked back on a side street we found the market humming with commotion as venders displayed their handmade crafts and fresh food. Although I didn’t purchase anything this Saturday I certainly plan on doing so next weekend.
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| Mittens at the market |
Making our way out of the market we headed off towards Salthill. We were fortunate to have a beautiful day on our hands. The wind was a bit strong; unfortunately the closer you get to Salthill, down by the ocean, the stronger the wind is. Stopping at the Mutton Island Causeway we decided we would walk the Causeway and call it good, saving Salthill for a slightly less windy day. During our stroll we watched rugby players run, roll and wrestle through the muddy field in shorts and t-shirts. Yikes! It was indeed a beautiful day, however not nice enough to get me wet with mud and run through the wind. I suppose this is why they play rugby and I don’t.
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| Mutton Island Causeway |
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| Brrrr! |
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| Mutton Island Lighthouse |
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| Even the rocks in Ireland are green! |
Back at Eyre Square Abby C. suggested we warm up with a mug of hot chocolate. Enjoying our hot drinks we thawed out and rested our legs. Walking around wishing shoppers a Happy Valentine's Day with platters filled with Lindt truffles women gave our chocolates to passer byes. Naturally Abby C. and I were not going to pass up with opportunity. We gladly accepted the chocolate and made our way downstairs realizing we were on the incorrect floor. At the bottom of the stairs there was another lady offering us more truffles. I must be honest I contemplated walking up and down the stairs to "burn off the calories" and receive chocolate after chocolate. Not good for my health, but I was certainly tempted.
We split off in different directions to meet up later at home. Aurelie went to Eason's to find a book as Abby C. and I went to Lidl for our groceries. In an attempt to save money we always shop together and look for the best deals. Shortly after arriving back home the rain began. Thankful for the opportunity to enjoy our morning of sunshine all three of us were glad to see the rain hold off. As usual the wind picked up and began it's routine of slamming against the building and howling through our courtyard. It was officially a movie night, to stay inside make a delicious meal and try our hand at crepe making. Rice and hamburger casserole was on the menu along with a dessert of peanut butter and nutella crepes. Having never made the casserole it was an experiment, as are most of our dinners. Delighted with the outcome, we all enjoyed multiple helpings, the rice and hamburger casserole will make future appearances on our dinner menu. Whenever we have eaten crepes Aurelie, the expert French crepe chef, has made them for us. However, Abby C. and I wanted to learn the art form and master our crepe skills. We tried making one without Aurelie's help....fail. An epic disaster is all I will say. After enlisting her skills and demonstrations it was our turn at the stove. Neither Abby C. nor I have it mastered, however we have made progress and plan on continuing our practice to master the skill. Although practice makes perfect, crepes with peanut butter and nutella make fat, so we will limit our training.
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| Fail |
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| My turn with Chef Aurelie's guidance : ) |
With Love from Galway,
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