Malahaid castle

When we got off the bus at Malahaid the bus driver told us to enter through the gates and follow the path that was there. We went through the gates and we arrived in a very huge castle garden, but I think the most suitable name is to call it a park..

A tremendous amount of trees and plants, lots of flowers we didn't recognise. Unfortunately the weather didn't give the garden much justice you couldn't see all the colours, but we have a very good imagination and realised it would probably be very beautiful.

We walked along the path and followed the signs pointing the direction to the castle. We came to a great field, or maybe an enormous lawn. Well it was at least a very well cut lawn as far as you could see. Later we learned that there had been a lot of battles on that field. We walked on and all of a sudden Malahaid castle revealed it self.

Me in front of Malahaid

Malahaid castle is a castle that really is to my taste, built during the 12th century, with small beautiful rooms and a lot of history.

There is also an old church that belongs to the castle and a graveyard (for some reason I love old graveyards) and in this weather it created a very nice mood. I tried to capture it on camera, but I didn't succeed that well, but I think the picture turned out okay. So have a look at Malahaids churchyard.

When the rain continued to pour down we decided to have something to eat at the castle. The restaurant was situated at the castle's old armoury, where the soldiers had their quarters in the old days, a small picturesque room. The prices were very close to the Swedish, so if you didn't want to get ruined one had to be careful with what you had. But there were so many delicious things.....

When we thought we had been long enough at Malahaid, mostly waiting for the rain to stop (it never did), we decided to leave and walk back to the road to take a bus back to Dublin.

After our trip down to the southern part of Ireland, we went back to Malahaid after we got back to Dublin. We really wanted to see the little town of Malahaid as well. For some reason the weather didn't agree with us this time either, but that was okay. The town looked like all the other small towns in Ireland. Lots of colours on the houses and this day, probably because of the rain, deserted.

When it came to myself I was walking around with a migraine and was not very good company for Marion. We got back to Dublin and I went to bed.