Homeward bound via Giants Causeway

Finally we headed home... three weeks of glorious sunshine and scenary but a pulled shoulder joint and lack of clean clothes plus the weather felt like it was turning made us homesick... we had a great day wandering around Portrush and then the following day we walked around the Giants Causeway - a first for me - it was very busy but I suppose that's to be expected - Another total lack of reliability which is disappointingly what we have come to expect on this trip... extensive research led us to believe the best option for visiting the causeway was to drive and park in the little railway station near the hotel and then walk the rest of of the the way - not far only an extra 5 mins then if we parked at the visitors centre and paid the exorbitant fees - The Giants Causeway is free to wander around but the visitors centre suggests it cost £9.00 per person which allows you to park and walk though the money souvenir making machine before arriving at the same point of entry the cast path takes you for nothing!!! so we headed for the station carpark (£6.00 to park) to find it shut!!! Thwarted again, however we were very lucky we had a little drive about down a cul de sac and found to our delight a van shaped recess among nettles and trees on the wrong side of the endless yellow lines and we left the van there... 5 minutes later up the track and joined the rest of the grockles the other side of the rather modern out of place visitors centre and had a lovely walk around the stones. again we were incredibly lucky the weather just changed again and the never ending sea fret we had experienced fr the last 36 hours lifted and the sun shone the whole time we were out and only went back in when we got back to the van!!!

we drove to the ferry - fortunately this ferry was running - and made it home in the wee small hours of the morning..

ready to plan the next trip now...

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