Races

Strandhill has become a ritual as part of my drive home from Donegal each year.  There's so much to like about it.  
From one extreme to the next as I sat in the middle of Shop St in Galway watching the race-goers parade up and down. It looked like the whole of the city was going to a wedding, and I felt under-dressed. 
Later on though, eating crab and lobster with sus I felt like I was at a fancy wedding.  Yum - but so much hard work.