Happy hooker 2.....my stomach 1

Rough day at sea for me Wednesday. Apparently I lost my ease for the seas somewhere in my 30s (Although I rarely go on a boat, much less one on choppy water- like rollercoaster choppy). We were on a 10 am boat over to the Aran Islands for the day. On the way there I kept nausaea at bay by having my head down resting on my arms. The way back I did ok on the first boat but then we transferred to get a closer look at the Cliffs of Mohr it all went south. If you take the boat rides out of the equation, the day was very lovely. Jill and Kerry headed off on bikes to explore the island. Since I was still working on getting my stomach to settle and get rid of my sea legs, I opted not to bike (and the fact I haven’t been on a bike in 20+ years). Julie joined me and we took a van to the sites. A fort, 7 churches and for some local history from our driver along the way. The views everywhere were stunning. Pictures don’t do it justice! 

Cliffs of Mohr as seen from the sea.