one winding, confusing, foggy 2 hour drive later, we arrive at the cliffs of moher. it's only about 3:30pm and we are already losing what small shaft of sunlight we were rationed for the day.
we hustle everyone out of the car and into coats, gloves and hats and make a mad dash for th cliffs.
apparently, both the cliffs of moher gift shoppe and cafe have decided to let the sun dictate the hours of business and since the sun is shuttin' it down, both venues are following suit. so the hot chocolate i envisioned myself holding while walking and admiring the cliffs will not come to fruitition. there will be no warm hands either on this particular visit to the cliffs.
the cliffs are breathtaking. they rise up out of the atlantic out of nowhere. astounishing. amazing. absolute gorgeousness. mother nature rocks.
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