Good bye to Cabra Castle as the 2 beautiful wolfhounds walk the bus out to the road. Heading north along the coastline we see the slopes of Mourne mountains. Our first day on the bus that we will spend considerable amount of time is comfortable and roomy. Soon we are at Down Cathedral, and the historical burial place of St. Patrick, Ireland’s patron saint. There's a huge boulder on the grave; people are placing both hands on the boulder and kneeling to pray. Children are mimicking their parents actions sneaking a peek occasionally to see if it's time to get up.
We drive on to Belfast to join a local guide for a tour of central Belfast. Lots of historical buildings, political murals and the dock where the Titanic was built. Can't say I enjoyed this type of tour as we quickly dodged our heads trying to keep up with the guide's comments.
However the visit to the Titanic Belfast was magnificent. It was a state-of-the-art type of attraction which was interactive. We felt the pounding of the rivets being driven into this monster iconic liner. Heard the stories of the workers and the brain trust who sought to make history. The time passed too quickly or maybe I was just so caught up in the staterooms with the beds that seemed only 4 foot long. We had to leave and didn't get to visit the discovery of the sunken boat and the filming of the underwater discoveries.
Our hotel for the night is on the outskirts of Belfast. Culloden Estate and Spa, an expansive property with incredible views. Frankly I would have preferred to stay in Belfast and head out walking in the evening. But really we're still recouping from the long day yesterday.