September 2005, Continued from page two.
We drove into the city and took a black taxi cab tour. This took us through the troubled area and we saw the wall dividing the Catholic and Protestant sections, memorials to those killed, areas that had been bombed out, and the murals on the building walls.
So interesting and such a sad mess! The driver told us trouble was brewing and the weekend could prove to be a difficult one. Sure enough on the news we kept hearing that there was rioting for the next four nights or more.
With the driver's help, we do understand the situation a bit more, and yet can't understand any of it.
New Grange just boggled our minds! We signed up for the drawing to attend the winter solstice, so perhaps we will be going back in December. Wouldn't that be nice?
After the Hill of Tara we stayed in Trim.
The next day we drove to a mall in Banchardstown on the Western fringe of Dublin, got a bus and spent a rainy day touring Dublin.
Then south through the Wicklow Mountains to Glendalough,
over to the Rock of Cashel,
and to the Dingle Peninsula.
By this time we were more than ready to settle down and have roots for a week.