My first day in Ireland got off to a late start. The six-hour delay in my flight, lack of sleep and burgeoning cold left me a little reluctant to embark on my full schedule. But I was determined to see a few sights on my first day in country. I found the free shuttle at the airport and stopped into the Hilton to drop off my bags. They were totally ready for me. And even counted out the correct bus fare for me before they sent me on my way.
I walked to the local bus stop and caught Bus 42 towards Malahide Village. I got off on the castle stop and decided to take the tour. On my way I saw a wedding party posing for pictures and a couple of really cool tombstones.
I rounded the bend and the castle came into view, the sun had broken out.
The castle was adorable and the perfect size. It’s a damn shame I already put in an offer on that condo back home. Clearly this is where I belong!
Malahide Castle was owned by the Talbot family for over 800 years before Rose Talbot sold it to the state in 1972. The current Lord Talbot inherited the title but not the castle and lives in England now, so clearly he’s no use to me.
Afterwards I walked through the castle grounds and into Malahide Village. I peeked in tea shops and pubs but never saw any sign of the Edge.
By that time my congestion was increasing and it was getting harder and harder to breathe and I couldn’t walk more than a few feet without sneezing violently.
I found a local bus stop and headed back to the Hilton. Fingers crossed a little rest will cure me before I head to the City Center tomorrow. Wish you were here!