Kinvara main street
Some of the older buildings on the coast road of Kinvara. I have a straight shot with a tractor cruising along too. I like the VW Bug, seems to be just the right vintage for the scene. And the plastic chairs.
An ancient burial site
Rain, more rain, and a long line of full sized tour buses on the way to the dolman.
Doolin’s greeting party
Lower Doolin, with the famous Gus O’Connor pub, renowned for Irish music. We didn’t get it together to go down at night, but we did have R’s first pint of real Guinness there, and a bar snack. The paint colors are a little loud, but not unusual. Maybe it helps make the grey clouds more cheerful.
Summer sprucing in Kinvara
Should have asked this guy, Michael, about the colors. He emphatically insisted he was not a sign painter, just a painter. Kinvara is the last coastal village before getting into the Galway traffic. Technically, it’s County Galway, the boundary between Galway and Clare being a bit fuzzy, rather like Utah and Wyoming heading toward Evanston. As in imperceptible.
The Democratic party welcoming party
These kids have just graduated from their school. The very first thing they asked me was: do you agree with George Bush? Meaning the war in Iraq. What 12 year old American kid knows the name of another country’s statesman? Once we sorted out the politics, they wanted their picture taken. I gave the ringleader my card, told them to email me for a copy. Then they told me some stories about how they turned the rubbish bins over in class for the last day of school and I sent them on their way.
Mr. Tully, of Tully’s pub, Kinvara
Pat Tully came out of his pub to invite me into make photos. . His dad owned the pub first, left it to him to run, but Mom sits in the adjoining living room and keeps an eye on things, including me. Pat has kept the front of the pub as a mini-museum, with all the goods and serving counter as it was when it was also the neighborhood shop.
Aran Islands next
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