Me in Place

Edited to Add: Mike got it! (And I’m sure you did, too, Tammy!) So – down at the bottom of this post, I’ve posted the clip from the movie we all know and love. “I don’t think him is who we think him is.”

On Tuesday, we got in our cute little bug of a rental car and drove up to the Cliffs of Moher. Beautiful site – but it was freezing and windy, so I can’t say we stayed outside long before we ran back in and got yet another cuppa hot tea.

If you can see it, there is a little castle in the picture below. Back in the 1800′s, the man who owned that land built the castle so he could charge tourists to climb up and view the cliffs. Yep, tourism was alive and kicking back then, too.

They had creepy signs about people falling off these cliffs and, indeed, people do fall (either by accident or on purpose). This sent Steve and I straight into acting like little old worrywart ladies. “I can’t believe those people are getting so close to the edge!” We stared in horror as a normal, middle-aged pudgy dad explained to his family how he had laid on his stomach and reached his camera over the edge of the cliffs to get a great picture. What??!? I can’t even explain how funny our behavior was – we were so horrified by stupid tourists and we couldn’t shut up about it! Maybe you had to be there. Anyway, we did not climb around and over the signs. We stayed right where we were supposed to be – in the tourist center having our cuppa.

And, the Bonus Round! Can you name the movie these cliffs take a prominent part in? You all know it!! Don’t Google it. Just guess.

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