Day 48: Life is hard in Ireland
- Pauline Bouras
- Jun 13, 2018
- 2 min read
Updated: Apr 28, 2021

Day 48 - Thursday, May 10th 2018: Owenwee waterfall to Malin Beg 22 km / Total 1057 km, 15°C, rainy, sunny, rainy, sunny, etc.
Getting wet in the bog. Quick rain, well here they call it a "shower". But the sun came back and I got dried quickly. It had been hours of walk in the bog along a little road. With sheep on the road, from time to time, running away when they saw me. The problem is they ran away in the direction I was walking to, so when they looked back a few minutes later, they panicked because I was still behind them!
At the beginning of the afternoon, I walked down Glencolumbkill Valley. The place looks great, with trees and green Fields, ending with the sea and huge waves on that day. After an Irish Breakfast, I visited the Folk Village which was really interesting regarding the way Irish people used to live here in the past centuries. You can see the houses and imagine how hard life was in this area.
Then I walked the rocky coast to Maling Beg, the West point of Donegal. No wifi, no network and I was the only guest in the hostel. Enjoy the isolation. But Franck the owner was there to chat. I went to see Silver strand where a woman was walking alone on the beach with her dog. Ireland is a paradise for dogs. I also went to see the cliffs, the sunset was beautiful with the big waves on that day.
Then I got back to the hostel and talked with Franck while I was eating my noodles. Just before me, a French woman spent 3 days here, so totally disconnected! And she arrived from Malin Head, hitchhiking with only 3 cars, and the last one dropped her in front of the hostel door. Irish people are really helpful! We also talked about electricity and energy, because I wanted to know why people still use turf to heat their house. He confirmed what I suspected, electricity is very expensive in Ireland, which is why they don't use it to heat their house, they prefer using coal, turf and petrol or gas, but electricity would be their last choice.
Well, I felt lucky Franck put some coal in the fireplace and to have a heater in my bedroom, because outside, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, making noise on the roof. It was good not to be in the tent that night, even for the birds had a hard time flying!
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