Up in the morning to an full Irish brekkie. Fresh eggs from the chickens out back, black pudding, white pudding and the lot. The weather was drizzly but not too bad. It was a good thing we had maps and Barb was navigating. We went through so many towns and villages ( most names we couldn't pronounce), that we certainly would have been lost for days. Drove through Glengesh Pass on a road that was just wide enough for 1 1/2 cars. Part of the way, there was a tour bus coming the other way! He had to pull over into the bushes so me and the car behind me could squeeze by and I mean squeeze! I can't believe that there was a big-ass tour bus on that narrow, twisty, hilly road. I would have been petrified if I were a passenger on it. We drove part of N56 and that was the twistiest road I have ever been on. At one point we were actually laughing because it was left, right, left, right for quite a ways with no straight bits at all. Stopped at a small village called Glencolmcille and learned a bit about Irish heritage in the area. The Slieve League cliffs were amazing. We hoped to see them by boat, but the next boat was in an hour and it was a 2 hour trip, so we opted to drive to the top and see them that way. We didn't have that much time. Stopped in Ardara so Barb could check out some Donegal tweed and knit. Headed back to Bunbeg and got another chance to drive the twisty N56. Across the road again to Sean Ogs. This time we ate in the restaurant and popped over to the bar part afterward. We were told earlier that it was Cocktail party night and we should stick around for awhile. Just after 9, the barmen changed into Hawiian shirts and were handing out leis. There was a special drink menu as well. It's half nine now and the place is hoppin. The later it gets the more crowed it gets. If this is how it is every night, this guy is making a small fortune. Called it a night at half 11 and people were still piling in. Off to Bushmills tomorrow.