Mum & Dad always threatened taking us to Ireland for our summer holiday because they got married in Westport, Co. Mayo and wanted us to experience the great Irish hospitality. We always resisted as all we had heard was that it ‘rained a lot’ and it never did in Nerja, Spain! After a short trip to Ireland last year for the Beisty family gathering in Mayo we decided that this year we would make the trip and travel the Wild Atlantic Way. In February, this year we booked our motor home and the countdown began.
Our family consists of Dad – Brian, the main driver. He’s Scottish and can be a wee bit grumpy when it is suggested to stop for light refreshments. Mum – Cathy, the navigator. She loves telling Dad to stop for light refreshments. Tom & Harry aged 8, the terrible twosome, they don’t mind where they are as long as there’s space to play football. That leads to me – Rosie the jewel of the family, I’m 13 (going on 20 as my mum likes to say), dance mad, music mad, at first sceptical about the trip but now in love with the idea of going to Ireland.
Are you Shore?? 