Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Jamie and Jansie's Very Good Adventure (#momweek2014 p.4)

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Our means: Rental car and prayer.

This world traveller loves and trusts her mother.
and is also a pain in the butt passenger.

However, we made it through day one alive, with only 13 curb hops and a side mirror scrape from our BnB entrance.

We took the coastal route, which means it took much longer, but gave us the most gorgeous views.

Also, it is worth knowing that the British are all about accuracy. For instance, rather than using an American phrase like, "The best in town," a Brit would say, "One of the good places to eat in town."

For that reason, it wasn't the best adventure we had, but it was a very good one.

First stop: Carrickfergus, where we roamed about the castle and looked out into the sea. Yes, that rainbow did go before us all day long. There was no pillar of fire by night. 
Glenarm is quite wee, but it is the site of a gorgeous little church, this cool old castle wall/bridge and possibly the most amusing pedestrian sign of all:





Breakfast was an Ulster Fry (meat, meat, meat, egg, potato bread, soda bread, tomato). It's standard. Oh, did I mention that's just the SMALL version? HA.





All this from the Carnlough "Harbour Lights Cafe," which was quaint, cheap, and right on the water.

Naturally, when we passed a Maud's in Ballycastle, it was our cue to pull over and indulge. Only the hope for another on the route stopped us from going back in. We're that embarrassingly addicted.


We overlooked the fabulous Carrick-a-rede rope bridge from the Portaneevey Car park. Actually, the road bends and falls just past that car park and drops your view onto the bridge and wild waters.

Neither of could breathe at the view. Had to turn around.

Giant's Causeway was nearly unrecognisable to me due to flooding. The wind had something to prove, apparently, but we stood our wee ground and took in the salted gusts and unnatural natural rocks.

However, as Jansie would put it, the hapometer (happy meter...it's my level of grumpiness depending on hunger. Similar to hangry, but it goes up when I eat...) was getting low.

It took us an unreasonable amount of time to find a place to stay and some grub, but totally worth it.

Thank you to the two local ladies who recommended both.

The Wine Bar is a local treasure, located at the end of the town. Literally. "Ya hit the harbour, see the three story, and go up). Easy enough!

The food was inexpensive and delicious (I got this coconut curry monk fish dish that was just so good), and the desserts. Ohmygosh, the desserts.





I had honeycomb chocolate brownie cheesecake. Yes, that's all one thing. Jansie had saltwater caramel chocolate torte. (can you see me drooling just rewriting this?)

Our bed for the night was at "An Amazing Bed n' Breakfast, though the fancy insignia above the door may disagree by a letter or so...:)
It was indeed a amazing house. ;)
Full and exhausted, we called it an early night. Or, rather, I did. That woman is like the energiser bunny, I swear...

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