The Coat has an Easy Day in Rush

Sometimes a good coat just has to take it easy for a while. It is hard work, this travelling business. Arriving at Rush, the bed looked too inviting to ignore.
It might a good idea to have a rest, while K and companion go off to explore a few neolithic tombs, and the Hill of Tara (Hill of Kings, nearly all the High Kings of Ireland were crowned here, she tells me).

K can't wait to tell me all about it on her return. Lucky I am a good listener, I can't really go anywhere after all.
They started off on what looked like a beautiful, sunny day. Just a few kilometers north of Rush they encountered heavy fog. This lasted all the way to the Boyne Valley. Having decided to visit Knowth first, they caught the shuttle bus and were off within the hour. Wow, it must have been very atmospheric to walk among these megalithic structures. Any second a neolithic man could walk out of the mist and greet you, or otherwise, depending on how he perceives you.

Knowth, Ireland

By the time they arrive at Newgrange, most of the fog had lifted, and with it the mysterious atmosphere. This passage tomb receives more company. Newgrange has an accessible passage and chamber which is lit by the rising sun for a short time for a few days at the Winter Solstice. This wondrous event is simulated with a torch as all the lights go out. To stand in the dark in a neolithic tomb with just a few others, feeling the huge rocks at your back and surrounding you must have been a very moving event. As the torch shone on the floor through the tiny window above the door, K felt the presence of tears in her eyes, and the ancient people who built this amazing structure.

 

Newgrange, Ireland

At the Hill of Tara, Brian Boru challenged the then High King of Ireland, Máel Sechnaill mac Domnaill to battle in 1002. Máel Sechnaill was unable to to put up a fight and recognized Brian as High King of Ireland. This event was crucial in turning the tide against the Norse invaders and saw the Irish people united as one country.

Hill of Tara, Ireland

Now I really must rest as tomorrow, at an unfriendly hour, we must leave the Irish, and Brian Boru, to fend for themselves as we fly to Vienna.