So we took a 3 hour bus ride through Conamera national park and the mountains were breathtaking. We finally arrived, most of us a little sick from the incessant twisting and turning of the huge buss through the tiny streets, and spent the day exploring Klymore Abbey.
The huge castle was built by a man who built it for his wife. They had 9 children together and she died wen she was only 45. In her honor he had a mini cathedral built.
Those two spectacular building in addition to the huge Victorian garden were all nested into the huge mountains and sprawled out along a lake. It could not have been more picturesque.
Now the area is inhabited by Dominican nuns who happen to make some of the most delicious fudge.
We explored the castle, climbed trees by the lake, wandered through the garden, and listened to live traditional Irish music in the old gothic style cathedral.
The real story of the day, however, was not the magnificent sights but God's gift to us on the way back.
So in the morning our driver said he would be back at the top of the park at 4:00. So the 7 of us, being top notch travelers, got to the spot 10 minutes early. Well it's raining and all of a sudden we see our bus drive right by us... full speed.
I laughed, some of us panicked, there was talk of sleeping in the woods that night... But we asked a tour bus driver what we should do and he said he would be willing to help us out if he had room. There were exactly 7 seats left on his tour bus!!
Not only did we get a ride for free, but we got a history of the area on the ride back!
After the not as long and more fun journey back we went out to Kings Head again where we met up with so many other Franciscan Students! We were everywhere.
All in all, it was another perfect day in Ireland.
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