



Back from the Wicklow. Such a nice mountains and such a nice weather. It was a sunny day. Yes, strange up here. Through the Wicklow toward(s) Glendalough, with the celtic crosses. A picture on the first lake and the afternoon knocked on our door. Stop in the Wicklow city and back up to Dublin, through the coast, stopping at the Bray beaches. A bowling session at night, just to keep in touch with the heavy balls ... number 10/12 off course :) Let's the pictures speak... i said too much... :)
" musha ring dumma do damma da
whack for the daddy 'ol
whack for the daddy 'ol
there's whiskey in the jar"
Etichette: bray, Dublin, glendalough, Ireland, wicklow