
4th of July

Real Life Books and Media


The lazy days of summer are well upon us and I’m sure you’re looking forward to a fun-filled vacation.
Don’t forget to pack your e-reader with great new books, or if you’re a traditionalist like me, stuff a few paperbacks into your bag to savor on the beach, by the lake, or in the mountains. I’m counting down the days till my North Carolina retreat and I hope to devour at least two books during my week away.
If you don’t know what to take with you, you should check out these books by a few authors I know. In fact, I added a couple of these to my tablet already! Mystery, romance, thriller, historical, futuristic, western, they’re all here.

#beachreads #summervacation #fictionbooks #poolside #womensfiction #romancebooks #thrillerbooks #mysterybooks
Since I’ve never seen an episode of Game of Thrones, it might sound strange that a Game of Thrones tour changed the whole route of our itinerary for this trip and yet it did. Tricia really wanted to do a specific tour (there are dozens to chose from in Ireland) and it was only offered on certain days. I had planned to visit Belfast at the end of our trip, allowing us to travel in a loop around the island. However, the only day the tour was offered during our visit forced us to head north on Tuesday night so we could do the tour on Wednesday.
While I’m not a morning person, my job requires me to be in the office very early and I’ve become conditioned to move quickly once the alarm goes off. When my phone began strumming the wake-up music, I popped up to start getting dressed; Tricia did not, She groaned and pulled the blanket tighter.
Once I managed to get her up and dressed we popped into the Starbucks across the street and then made our way to the end of the block where the tour was meeting. Tricia and I made our way to the back of the bus so she could surreptitiously finish eating the muffin she’d been told she couldn’t bring onboard as the company was worried about messes.
We had to drive about an hour out of the city and the countryside was lovely. Unfortunately, Tricia had taken the wrong medication that morning and it put her to sleep so she missed most of the views. I was surprised at how the Mourne Mountains seemed to rise up from nowhere just outside the city. I’m used to the rolling foothills that precede most of the mountains here in the US. Maybe I didn’t notice the land rolling upward because of the city bustle.
We arrived at the ferry stop and I realized we were in the town of Portaferry. Now I was excited to be on this tour. I mentioned in my first post Patrick Taylor’s Irish Country Doctor series of books. Well, Portaferry is mentioned in them from time to time so I felt a connection to the place. I looked around, wondering which pubs Doctor O’Reily may have visited. Yes, I know he’s a fictional character, but as a writer, there’s something exhilarating about seeing a place mentioned in a book. Of course, we were on a tour to visit places of complete fiction anyway so why I am defending myself?

Tricia was still pretty sleepy on the ferry, but I enjoyed the crossing of Strangford Lough, watching as the town of Strangford grew closer. I watched for birds and wondered how far from the town the good doctor would have been when he went fowling.
Soon we arrived at our first stop, Castle Ward, which was used for Winterfell in filming Game of Thrones season one. There isn’t much left standing besides a tower and some courtyard walls, but the tour guide played us video clips that showed how the tower had been replicated and some other computer imagery added to create the castle.



Then we walked around the grounds to several other filming locations. The brisk walk helped wake Tricia up. We passed the Strangford Sailing Club and I thought about young Doctor Barry Laverty’s interest in sailing. We trekked close to three miles, mostly along the shores of Stranford Lough, which, even with gray clouds pressing in, was beautiful.





After our tour of Castle Ward we returned to Strangford for lunch at The Cuan followed by a visit with the “Direwolves”. They are beautiful animals. The story of the owners and how the dogs were cast on the show was interesting. It sounds like the directors/producers of the show took time to invest in the locals, casting many of them as extras rather than bringing in tons of people from Los Angeles or some other film-centric location.


From Strangford, we drove to Inch Abbey, a beautiful ruin on the banks of the Quoile River. We were given capes and swords, which we playfully swung around. Those swords weigh a ton! We all did our best to look menacing, but no one could stop grinning with delight. While the rest of the group engaged in mock battle, I wandered around taking pictures. The tour guide provided interesting information about lighting techniques used during filming here to make it look like the scene was taking place indoors as well as how the crew managed the changing light as the sun moved through the sky.
Our last stop on the tour was Tollymore Forest. A number of scenes were filmed here, I remember something about a dead stag being found in the road and the discovery of the Direwolf pups. Our hike through the park almost made me want to watch the show just for the scenery. If you visit Ireland and love the outdoors, I highly recommend spending a day in Tollymore, exploring the more than 630 hectares of forestland.
It had rained every day for weeks before we arrived, so the Shimna River running through the park was quite high and rushing downhill in a torrent of frothy rapids. One part of the trail crossing the river on large stepping-stones was completely covered and another section had been flooded as well, but there were enough dry patches to pick our way through without getting too wet.

We hiked another 3 miles here and one section was little more than an animal trail. I found it thrilling but Tricia wasn’t very fond of this section.
It had rained every day for weeks before we arrived, so the Shimna River running through the park was quite high and rushing downhill in a torrent of frothy rapids. One part of the trail crossing the river on large stepping-stones was completely covered and another section had been flooded as well, but there were enough dry patches to pick our way through without getting too wet.
We hiked another 3 miles here and one section was little more than an animal trail. I found it thrilling but Tricia wasn’t very fond of this section.
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We returned to the hotel around 6:00pm, exhausted from both the lack of sleep and the exertion of the day. We debated going across the street to the pub, but ended up ordering room service and collapsing for the night.
I apologize if you were hoping to get more behind-the-scenes insights into Game of Thrones. I think the guide did an excellent job, I just didn’t retain much of what he said since it wasn’t the big draw for me. We used Game of Thrones Tours, Ltd and their guides have all been extras on the show, which allows them to provide first hand experiences.
Next week we face our first truly rainy day and meet up with one of Trica’s Facebook friends. I admit I was a little scared of getting together with a stranger.
Filed under: Authors,friends,travel — itsrebekahlyn @ 5:17 PM
Tags: Bucket List, friends, history, Howth, Ireland, Malahide Castle, travel, writers
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Monday was supposed to be our first day in the city and we had purchased a Dublin Hop On/Hop Off bus and City Pass, but since we didn’t arrive at our hotel until nearly 9:00 pm, all we saw was Murrays Bar & Grill. Despite being exhausted from our 24 plus hours of travel, we enjoyed a late dinner accompanied by an energetic band and Irish dancers. I wish I had caught the name of the band to see if they have an album available.

Tuesday we awoke more refreshed than I expected and our first stop was breakfast. Soma at the Spire was a short walk from the hotel and looked inviting so we decided to pop inside. The sleek, modern decor was not at all how I envisioned Ireland and yet it felt right. The juxtaposition of rich history outside and ultra-modern inside welcomed us and set the tone for the day. I chose their avocado toast, which isn’t exactly Irish, but it’s been such a fad in the States I wanted to try it. It was delicious! Tricia went for the full Irish breakfast, which was way more than she could eat, but she enjoyed it also.
We only had a few hours to explore O’Connell Street before we were to meet up with a tour to Malahide Castle and the village of Howth. We visited the Dublin Writer’s Museum, home to artifacts chronicling Irish literary history. This was our first look at the architecture of what was at one point a private home and the intricate details were astounding to me: hand-carved banisters, lovely murals, stained glass windows, and plaster ceilings with details I could have studied for hours.
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The Garden of Remembrance to honor all those who sacrificed their lives for Irish independence was across the street and people filled the benches enjoying the gorgeous morning. The sculpture at the top of the garden represents the struggle of the Irish people and is a fascinating piece.
O’Connell Street is a wide expanse with equally wide sidewalks, unlike anything we have in the U.S. The statues at nearly every intersection speak to the history of this vibrant city. We didn’t learn until our last day that there is an app called Talking Statues that provides information on each of the figures memorialized. Having read a number of books set in Dublin, I spent time looking for places in those novels and feeling a rush of excitement when I found myself in a neighborhood or building that figures both historical and fictional had frequented.



At 1:00 we set off on our tour to Malahide Castle with about 10 other visitors, 4 of which were Italian and didn’t appear to speak a word of English. We rode on a double-decker bus, with half of the top section open for better viewing. Despite the cold, Tricia and I sat on top, hoping to get good pictures along the way. Our guide Eoin was hilarious and his commentary kept us warm with laughter.
Malahide is lovely. A map in the main entry area shows how the building evolved over the centuries from a standard three-story tower to the spread out castle it is today. I wish we’d had more time to explore the Castle grounds. Even though it was only the start of spring, many flowers were blooming making the woods look like something out of a fairytale.





Next, we traveled to Howth. Eoin showed us a picture he’d taken over the water at sunset a few days earlier that was stunning. Sadly, the sky was filled with grey clouds during our visit and the light wasn’t conducive to great photos. Again we had very limited time to explore on this stop. I think we had 45 minutes maybe an hour and we walked along the waterfront toward the lighthouse.



Back in Dublin, we collected our bags and headed to the train station for our transfer to Belfast. The clouds that had been building all afternoon soon leaked a steady mist of rain but we pressed on hoping to catch the 7:35 pm train listed online. We arrived at the station a bit damp and hungry to find the next train was at 8:50 and we had almost 2 hours to wait.
Finally, we arrived in Belfast to a steady rain. While the hotel was less than a mile from the station, a cab was waiting as if expecting us and we gratefully accepted the ride. We checked in and tried to wind down, but it had been a full day and sleep didn’t come until after 1:00 am with the alarm set for 6:00 am so we could meet the Game of Thrones tour.
Come back next week to hear how I, the only person on the bus to never see an episode of Game of Thrones, found a way to enjoy this tour.