I have lived/visited many windy places. None of them were as lovely as the Giant’s Causeway.
The coast of Northern Ireland is one of the most beautiful (quite possibly the most beautiful) places I have ever visited. The combination of rugged mountains and beautiful seascapes are breathtaking.
It’s no wonder the people who lived in that awe-inspiring part of the world came up with legends to explain the beauty and strangeness of the land.
I won’t try and explain the legend of Finn MacCool, but you really should read it.
What I can contribute is the delight of visiting. We walked out from the visitors’ center to see the columns, and rather than walk back on the same road, we aimed for the high road.
Okay, really a trail up to the cliffs.
The view was spectacular, but what we didn’t expect was the wind. Wind so hard I was stepping forward and not moving. Wind so hard there’s nothing you can do but laugh. Wind that pulls your hair out of its hair tie while your hood is up. Wind that makes you wonder if maybe Finn MacCool is blowing the wind himself.
If you ever have the chance, go to the Giant’s Causeway. You will not regret it.