Michael advised us not to head to county Cavan, as the roads we very bad in that direction. Then he heard that we had gone to New Grange yesterday and exclaimed, “If you made it to New Grange, you can make it Cavan.” So we hopped in the car and headed up the M5. County Cavan is where the Riley’s are from. I am told that they can be traced back to the 6th century. I am so excited to be on this land, knowing it is the land of my ancestors. County Cavan, covered in snow looks a lot like MN…lots of iced over lakes, rolling hills of white, clusters of trees. When we got to the border of Cavan, we jumped out of the car to get a picture of me with the Welcome to County Cavan sign. That is when I really noticed the snow. It was like no other snow, I halve ever seen. Millions of crystal formations shooting up from the group…it was breathtaking. AS the sun hit the crystal formations, they sparkled.
We wondered around the town of county Cavan, noticing businesses of the O’Reilleys. O’Connel’s and the O’Rourkes. It was delightful to see these names of my family and childhood friends, here in this country so far from home.