The 8th Wonder of the World or Food? Hmmm...

So on Sunday, we decided to be really big tourists again and take a tour bus to what they advertise as the 8^th wonder of the world the Giant’s Causeway, which are these beautiful rock formations on the coastline of Northern Ireland hat came about from an acient volcanic eruption. Although Kristen had signed them up for the tour the day before without a clue in the world of what the tour exactly consisted of, we were both quite excited to be leaving the beautiful city of Belfast behind us.

On the way there, we drove along what they said was the fifth most beautiful coastline drive in the world and in hindsight it was quite gorgeous even if they had lied to us (who knows). We also walked across a hanging rope bridge that crossed the cold, but stunning Atlantic green waters and then we made our way to the 8^th wonder, the Giant’s Causeway. When we got there, however, it was around three o’clock and time for our daily meal, because we were getting hangry pants. Luckily, there was a cute little pub near the scenic path of the Giant’s Causeway so we decided to stop in there first to get something to eat.

First, let us make it clear that since we were on a tour we only had an hour and a half at this location so we had to be somewhat cautious of time, but at this point food was our biggest priority and we thought we would have plenty of time for both. Unfortunately, our time management skills need some work. After eating a delicious meal of vegetable pie with mash potatoes and finishing it off with toffee pudding next to the fire, we had only thirty minutes to go see what we were suppose to see in the first place. Also, we should probably mention that in order to see these rock formations, you had to walk approximately twenty minutes there and twenty minutes back.

So knowing time was of the essence and having our bus driver give us a look of craziness for trying to still see the rocks or for picking food first, we booked it on down the path. Now when we say book it, we mean it. Brittany even for a short while ran (Yeah, serious business). Anyways we made it down there, took a few quick snapshots and booked it back up the hill, making it in perfect time for our bus (actually, we were even earlier than some of our other fellow travelers). We were quite happy that we not only had an amazing meal, but we also got to see the 8^th wonder.

As pathetic as it may seem, food in our book seems to come first in whatever circumstance. As we got off the bus at the end of the night our bus driver asked if we had made it to see the rocks and after we assured him that we did (who knows if we actually did, but we did get some beautiful picture shots and we think we saw it…), he congratulated us on being the fastest tourists to ever see the rock formations. Yay us!