As night falls on our home exchange let’s take a final look at Rostrevor, the lovely little town in Northern Ireland that we’ve called home for the last month.
Kilbroney Park
Rostrevor is dominated by hugely popular Kilbroney Park.A lovely 97 acre park that starts on the shores of Carlingford Lough and runs 1000′ up the side of Slieve Martin. [portfolio_slideshow id=1622]
Fairy Glen
Fairy Glen is a mile long trail that runs between the town and Kilbroney Park. Tradition has it that the Fairy Glen was the home to many of the “wee folk”. Residents were careful not to use this route after dark as it was widely believed that the fairies could be heard dancing to otherworldly music.
Thristy?
One thing I discovered about Rostrevor is that you won’t die of thrist here.
Rostrevor Cemetery
A trip to Rostrevor wouldn’t be complete without a stop at Rostrevor Cemetery, the final resting place of Patrick Murphy, who in 1862 was considered the world’s tallest man. He billed himself as being 8’10” and in some circles as much as 9’3″. His height is debated today, but regardless, he was big. Real big.
We’re slipping out the back door now. Thanks for tuning in.
Welcome home ! We started together a great adventure with lots to see and feel the diiferences and togetherness from us: ordinary people.
We still every day of our great journey , the lovely people we met. And for all: thanks for your beatifull pictures and the lovely texts!
Jan and Anneke
We should be arriving home at the same time as you. Lots of good times in NW USA. Many thanks for the memories and have a safe journey home.
Take care and safe travels! Your pictures make me want to travel all those places you have been to. Hope to see you again in Holland! Cheers from Cambridge – I actually being not too far away from you this week!
Bruce is now my #1travel blogger and Wendi my photo queen!
I feel lucky to have gotten your link from Robin a few weeks ago and wandered back through your travels. The stunning panoramas, intimate alleyways, pathways, doors, architectural features, signage, and humorous commentary have been captivating and transporting to me. Loved the wee bit on language in Ireland. What”s next?