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Day 5
Glendalough - Reagan
We spent night 4 in the only real hotel of the trip, a Ramamda in Bray, a resort community just south of Dublin. After a night of relaxing in the lobby, uploading photos, and playing with stray cats at the hotel, we woke up fairly early and set off for a big day of travel.
Today was the only real day of rain on the entire trip. It had threatened the day before but Dublin was dry, if overcast. Our first stop was the forge where my great-great-grandfather learned to be a blacksmith. I'll leave a description of this experience to someone else, but I will say that the rain made it harder to stand and just appreciate the forge for what it is.
We decided to forego Powerscourt Gardens because of the rain and head to Glendalough, a very old monastic settlement. Founded by St. Kevin, one of the earliest Irish saints, the site was used from about the 500s until it was destroyed by the English in 1398. The round tower there was built sometime around 1000. Besides being so rich in history, the site has a special connection to our family. My grandfather, on one of his trips to Ireland with my grandmother, climbed a low wall there to get a better picture of the roof of St. Kevin's church. He fell, cutting his leg, and providing us with yet another story ending with him in a hospital.