The great thing about travelling around Ireland, when the country is at a virtual standstill because of snow, is that we get to see the sights without the crowds. Today we went to the cliffs of Moher. There were only about 10 other cars in a parking lot built for hundreds. The sun was shining, the air was brisk, and the walkways were slippery. We carefully walked up the steps to take in the views of the Cliffs. The views were astounding. We kept going back to areas we had already been for just one more look. Niko and I were overwhelmed by the beauty of it all. Sam? He told us Cliffs were just not his thing. I cannot get my head around that comment. Could it be a tween thing?