Innismore, Aran Islands

Took the bus to Rossaveal to catch the ferry to Innismore, the largest of the Aran Islands (pron. Innishmore). Upstairs on the double-decker bus, sat next to Maurizo, who had been one of my roommates at the Barnacles hostel in Galway. We ended up spending the day together, biking, learning English and Italian, and communicating in other ways: body language, facial expressions, humor, silence.


































Biking up to Dun Duchathair, the Black Fort, was very rugged and difficult. I fell off the bike (but not to the ground) several times and wasn't sure I'd be able to get started again on the rocky path uphill!

Breathtaking view. So quiet, except for the wind and the pounding of the surf. Ancient fort, protected on 3 sides by cliffs. Hard to believe those stones could still be standing.





Gorgeous weather again--I got sunburned! Exhausted and sore, we took the boat back. We saw dolphins on the trip! They were swimming in the wake of the boat. When they leapt, so did my heart. Io sono contenta.