Well our drinking detox hit a small road hump last night. Ger, Paula, David, Yvonne and I drove down to Gorey and stayed in a beautiful hotel/spa called the Seafield. We managed to get ourselves pretty drunk in our rooms before heading down to the hotel bar to finish off the job. Being on the other side of the world doesn't seem to have cured me of my kleptomaniac ways and we now own a lovely pair of silver salt and pepper shakers.
In our drinking down-time we have managed to see some amazing sites. On Sunday we did a tour of St. Enda's School with Yvonne's parents. It was an Irish boys school established in the early 1900's by Patrick Pearse. Pearse was executed in 1916 for leading an Irish uprising. Today on our way back from Gorey we took the scenic route via Avoca and Glendalough. Avoca is a cute town famous for its hand weaving, but Glendalough was the high-light. It was simply beautiful. Set in a valley with two gorgeous lakes and some 6th century stone towers to boot. So beautiful.
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