The next day we left Galway and headed to the Burren on the way to the Cliffs of Moher.
The Burren is definitely a unique place. There are huge pavements of limestone with vertical fissures all throughout, and has apparently been settled since the stone age. It was pretty bleak though, especially on a cloudy day.
From here we moved on to the main event: theCcliffs of Moher. Now, the rule of thumb regarding the cliffs is simply don’t follow the rules. Even your guidebooks will tell you that to properly see the Cliffs you need to trespass. The public path allowed us to walk for about 5 minutes along the cliff before a sign appears telling you to turn back. However, there’s a well-worn path which we trespassed along. You are more likely to find more people where they shouldn’t be, then where they should be. (Mom, don’t worry. This is probably the only time I didn’t follow the rules).
We weren’t sure what to expect, as it was incredibly foggy when we arrived. I’ll admit to being disappointed, but we decided to walk along the cliffs anyways. We walked for about 30 minutes, even though we couldn’t see anything around us.
We were about to give in and turn back, when out of nowhere, the fog started to clear. It was amazing to see the cliffs slowly come into view. In hindsight, it was a pretty stupid decision to walk through the fog, as we could have fallen off the cliff at any moment, but it was definitely worth the risk.
In the end it all worked out perfectly, as it so often does.