Our first full day is spent going down to Cork, and we do miraculously manage to get on the road by 9 :20. The two stragglers aren’t at all happy to be told to hurry it up, but the vans go together or they don’t go. We aren’t very clear on where to head once we actually get to Cork. Separation could be fatal.
After success for lunch and failure shopping, we go off in search of this church where you’re allowed to ring the bells. That sounds cool. It’s right near the Butter Museum, too, so we figure we’ll catch up with some of the group around there too.
Once the 24 of us are gathered back at the mall where the vans are parked., we have our little unparking adventure and it’s off to Cobh (pronounced « cove ») Heritage Site. This was one of the main points of embarcation for Irish emigrants fleeing the potato famine and various other troubles or just looking for a new life in America. It was also the Titanic’s last port of call, and the Lusitania was a frequent visitor. There’s a statue of Mary somebody, the very first person registered at Ellis Island, because she set off from here too. Some in our group have ancestors who made the same trip.