DATE: Friday I September, 1995
PLACE: Tully Cross, Renvyle Peninsular
WEATHER: Cloudy, cool
REMARKS: A poster tells me that the surname Mulligan translates
as '0 Maolagain = bald / tonsured' and Milligan 0 Maoileachain
= bald / tonsured'. The two names are associated with the
area just north and west of Donegal. Ballyhaise means 'Haye's
Town' and seems to be associated with O'Reillys.
We plan to visit Galway City, about 1.5 hours away. We wind
through rugged countryside and alongside loughs and rivers,
including some very picturesque towns and villages.
Galway has the appearance of a modem, thriving English city
- until we get lost in a maze of inner city lanes. We park
in a building and enter a mall which encloses part of the
original city wall. Jayne gives us a momentary fright as she
wanders in the opposite direction.
Reunited, we wander to the main square and along the narrow
streets, jammed with other tourists. We pause at a bank in
what was Lynch's Castle - the story of which intrigues Desiree
(apparently a Mayor tried and convicted his son for a murder,
and executed him, despite the protests of the citizens, by
throwing him from a window).
We lunch on the local McDonalds and then Sarah buys a tee-shirt,
before we wander on, encountering some lovely puppets performing
on a street corner, to the Spanish Gate, where a huge number
of swans have gathered. I find a music shop called Mulligan's
while Charlotte is having her fringe cut. Galway is a lovely
city, worthy of more time to explore. We return through rain.
We try to find a horse-riding site for Charlotte, but fail.
The night is spent quietly with Kirsten and Adrian.
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