I’ve never met anyone who has gone to Belfast while visiting Ireland. Not sure why…it’s just not on the “vacation radar.” We left the suburbs of Londonderry to head toward Belfast, but decided to stop at The Giant’s Causeway on the way. It was as spectacular as described.
Legend says that a giant named Finn McCool sculpted this phenomenon. Regardless of how it was formed, it is spectacular. We climbed stairs and walkways for miles…it was exhausting but gorgeous.
And there were sheep.
Then we headed an hour southeast toward Belfast. Belfast is kind of a sad, nondescript city. They have pink double-decker busses.
And it’s where the Titanic was built and launched. The museum is alleged to be the same size as the hull of the original ship.
The museum was closed by the time we got there. We walked back to the City Centre, but were happy to head back to our humble abode for the evening.
Tomorrow is our last day in Ireland. Dublin…here we come! Again!
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