The "quiet" fishing town, Galway

Yesterday was Aurthur Guinness's birthday and I seem to have lost my abilty to type, or think clearly for that matter.  (ie.  I will be keeping this short and sweet)

Here are a few photos from the last few days in Galway.  Deirdre and I are catching an afternoon train to Dublin, and then are flying to Amsterdam early in the morning.

Take care all,

CF

 

   The flags are flying as Galway is playing in the all Ireland hurling finals on Sunday

 

 

Low tide in Galway Bay

 

The entrance to the Latin Quarter

 

Galway hookers at low tide (c'mon now boys, stop looking so hard.  I am referring to the fishing boats)

 

A storm rolling into downtown

 

Mandatory Guinness mustache photo

 

...and again  (yes we are dorks, but we love it!)