The Connemara region is where a lot of Irish movies were filmed like The Quiet Man. (Which is now top of my list of movies I need to watch while I'm here, along with The Field and The Wind that Shakes the Barley because those have been recommended to me by Irish friends.)
Knocking on the Quiet Man's door |
The mountains are mostly barren and very rocky with lots of sheep wandering around. Our bus driver said he has never hit one yet, even though he has had close calls since the sheep pretty much roam wherever they want. The rocky landscape also means the super cute Connemara Ponies are quite sure-footed and great jumpers.
Kylemore Abbey was built by Mitchell Henry in the 1860s for his wife Margaret as a honeymoon gift. (Note to future husband: You are welcome to follow suit). It's right at the foot of the mountains with the lake and amazingly beautiful Irishness. There is a Victorian Walled Garden as well which has been restored in the past few years. As cool as it was though, its well-trimmed-perfected-shaped-and-trimmed-ness was not really as charming as the basically-over-grown-and-very-enchanted-seeming-Rock-Close-garden-deal-at-Blarney-Castle. In a lot of ways it captured more of the Henry's British roots than the local Irish charm.
Still a really pretty garden, just not an overly Irish-looking one |
The nuns who took over at Kylemore were super hardcore. As in their abbey in Belgium was bombed and destroyed near the beginning of World War One the hard-core-Benedictine-nuns grabbed their few things and left on foot then walked for days until they bumped into some Red Cross workers who helped them get to England. Then they purchased Kylemore and began the school and tours. It's a particularly wonderful place to tour when one has recently started watching Downton Abbey which is a particularly wonderful show.
My knee was doing its very best to communicate extreme dislike for me so I'm slightly slanted in all of the photos from that day. |
Kylemore Abbey and the Connemara were phenomenal and it was fun to see them while Jamie and Jessica were visiting, even if it lacked any cows to milk or hills to roll down (at least hills that were more grassy and less pure muddy).
Your blog makes me happy. Thanks for the oh-so-awesome posts! (See, your writing style is getting to me)
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