After a lavish Irish breakfast prepared by John, complete with blood pudding, we drove into nearby Galway City, which has long been an important port city. We parked the car and proceeded on foot to visit the sights. First, on our list, was the Spanish Arch, erected in 1584 as part of the city wall designed to protect the quay.
A short distance from the Arch was St. Nicholas Collegiate Church, built in 1320. Many Galway men, who were part of the 19th century Connaught Rangers, who fought in India and Africa, were buried in the church. St. Nicholas is the largest medieval parish church in continuous use in all of Ireland. During Cromwell's era, he used it to stable horses. There we lit candles for our mothers.
Lunch was at a French creperie. John had soup and a salad while I had a Nordic crepe: salmon, spinach and cream.
On the way back to the car, we bought a lovely cotton sweater for Dorothy. Unfortunately, while paying for it, John set his iPad down, and, it was not until we had returned to the car and driven out of the city center, that John realized he did not have it. We did a quick u-turn and re-entered the city centre. John drove right up to the shop, I jumped out and the shop attendant handed me the iPad. She looked relieved and I felt relieved. John clearly was, as well
Dinner was in: a light meal of tuna salad and local gluten free bread. John's toast was to "finding lost things." Mine was to "a soft Irish day. "
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