Into the Republic

We've crossed our border into the Republic of Ireland.


Donegal laid out before us.

Grianán of Aileach - a celtic stone fort
Inside Grianán of Aileach.  Try to say that.


Surveying the fields of Donegal.

Kids.

Driver - Dave.  We are SO LUCKY to have him as our driver - he's a fully certified Irish Guide, and he's taken us to places we would not have visited otherwise.

Dave keeps us entertained at this 5000 year old stone circle.



On the solstice the sun shines directly down the centre of this.





LOL












Attempting the Irish dance.

Dave's got the details of this Celtic Cross covered.



Some guy's grave.

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