Day 12: Galway to Limerick
We nearly caught a Leprechaun this morning. There was a stunning rainbow on the drive to Knock. Somewhere near the leprechaun was guarding the pot of gold.
The Story of Knock began on the 21st August, 1879 when, at approximately 8 O’ clock in the evening, fifteen people from the village of Knock in Co. Mayo, witnessed an Apparition of Our Lady, St. Joseph, St. John the Evangelist, a Lamb and cross on an altar at the gable wall of the Parish Church.
The witnesses watched the Apparition in the pouring rain for two hours, reciting the Rosary. Although they themselves were saturated not a single drop of rain fell on the gable or vision. There were fifteen official witnesses to the Apparition, most of whom were from the village of Knock and surrounding areas and ranged in age from just 5 years old to 74 years old. Each of the witnesses gave testimonies to a Commission of Enquiry in October 1879. The findings of the Commission were that the testimonies were both trustworthy and satisfactory.
Lots of Brigidine crosses!
Rain and shine and rain and wind and sun again! I couldn’t keep up with the weather in our 2 hour visit! It was pouring and raining sideways and we turned a corner and it was sunny!
We wandered through the Latin quarter and end up in an Italian restaurant for lunch.
There was once a boy named Harry
Whose parents bags he would not carry
His Singapore dad
Told him he was bad
And no woman would to him want to marry
There once was a girl named Marie
Who was a terrible sweetie
She caused a fuss
By being late for the bus
When the passengers wanted to pee
There once was a man named Bob
Who was never slack on the job
Harry gave him a high five
And taught him to jive
And now he’s a total yob
There once was a lass called Jana
Who hated her name rhymed with banana
So the Aussies called her Jana
Which rhymes with potata
She loved it more than piranha
There was a lass called Katrina
Who had a lovely demeanor
Her husband was Bruce
Who lived in suits
And who’s house couldn’t be cleaner
There was a bus driver called Dee Dee
Who wouldn’t let his passengers wee wee
They soon got blocked up
And made him stop
Now they are shouting yippee
City of Limerick
Known as the city of seiges it’s located on the Shannon River and it’s most famous landmark is the castle of King John and the Treaty Stone which we will learn more about tomorrow.
We had a few hours before our dinner show so we went for a river walk and came across a fundraiser for the River Rescue Organization. Harry did some rock climbing, archery and zorb balling. A lot of fun and burned off some some excess energy!
Medieval banquet Dinner and show at castle. We were hoping this was better than the Taste of Scotland show and it was! 1 million times better and lots of fun.
Knappogue Castle has been standing amid the lush green fields of Quin, Co. Clare since 1467. (History of the castle is here Castle history )
The Castle banquet featured a colourful programme of music, song, and dance toasting the Kings of Ireland. We were greeted at the main door of the castle by the Earl’s Butler and the Ladies of the castle who directed us to the Dalcassian Hall where we savoured a goblet of mead (honey wine). This was rather nice so I polished off Josh’s as well.
We enjoyed music of the harp and fiddle followed by Medieval choral singing from the Ladies. The Earl’s Butler wittily recounted the history of the Castle finishing by explaining the ‘Rules of Chivalry’ practiced at Knappogue Castle and the dire consequences of breaching them! Josh was directed to ensure my goblet of mead was always full. He did such a great job at this that when I got home to bed I had to deal with the dreaded bed spins.
Once we were all seated in the banqueting hall, the newly instated Earl received his sword of office and presided over the proceedings. While we dined on a four course dinner, the Ladies of the Castle, accompanied by Irish harp and fiddle entertained us. After dinner we were treated to a magical journey of music, song and dance from medieval times through to the 20th century. We totally enjoyed it!
One interesting aside is the amount of gypsies here. The government has built them houses but they live in the caravans, sell all the fittings from the houses and keep their horses in them. As if on cue, as we passed a group of houses a man led his horse out. We probably wouldn’t have believed it otherwise!