Traveling to Ireland with my Mother: Part 4

(Parts one, two, and three)

Have you heard of the Cliffs of Moher? How about the Cliffs of Insanity?

It’s no secret that I love-beyond-love the story The Princess Bride. So once I learned the Cliffs of Moher were used as the Cliffs of Insanity in the movie, I knew I had to visit. It was actually the first site I put on our itinerary after purchasing the airline tickets.

We drove north from Killarney, skirted around Limerick, and arrived at the Cliffs about mid-day. You can’t see them from the road, so we just took it on faith that we were in the right place – that and the signs and parking lot. It was a surprisingly sunny day, so when we walked up to the cliffs, they looked like this.

Even better in reality

People were surfing down there. Inconceivable.

There were immediate tears, and not from the one of us you would expect. Okay, yes, from that one, but the other one, too.

In terms of sheer gorgeousness, this was one of two perfect days in Ireland. We spent several hours there, walking along the edge first one way and then the other.  There’s a “path” for a while, but there’s really nothing to stop a person from going beyond it except a sign saying it’s crazy dangerous right next to a sign memorializing all those who have lost their lives at the Cliffs.  We were adventurous, but not too adventurous.  Aside from a brief flare up of my mom’s situational vertigo, it was a perfect day.



There’s not much more I can say about this; the only way this day could have been better is if Mandy Patinkin and Cary Elwes showed up to duel.

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