The thing I remember most about Waterford is the good waffles we had. I’m fairly simple that way. Of course Aarti informed me that Waterford Glass is very famous and there was a pretty massive shop devoted to it. I just thought it would be an interesting old city to visit. Reginald’s Tower is apparently the longest occupied building in Ireland. Also, there is apparently a tall ships race there and we know that because we saw a series of massive cloth billboards hanging down from a few waterfront buildings while we were checking out the tower; also the bandstand along the shore was shaped like a ship.
Very quaint little village that we stumbled into by accident. The town was little more than the main street, but it had a very picturesque parish church and is also on the tourist map for its weaving.
I’m apparently not very good. We thought by going through Wicklow, we were taking the coastal route, but there was no water to be seen from where we were at. It was actually a pretty cool little town, but like usual were trying to make up time so we could back to Dublin and return the car.
I hate toll roads sometimes. I probably had to go on and off the N50 four times. After getting into Dublin and getting off where I thought we needed to be for our hotel, we found ourselves lost again. After asking for directions, we headed back, but then I took the wrong direction and we had to back track. Both of us were pretty exhausted but we managed to find our hotel and spend Saturday night out in Dublin.