Where the falls aren't the main attraction
Back when we were in Dublin friends mentioned lovely waterfalls just outside town, about half an hour from where we were, that were apparently worth seeing. The friends themselves hadn’t been there yet, but they’d heard. And we though, yeah, sounds like a plan.
Powerscourt Waterfall, is what it’s called, and looking at the map I could see two ways to get there - via the fast but boring motorway or the winding narrow roads that would maybe add 10 or 15 minutes to the travel time but would let us see the countryside. We decided to go there via the scenic road and come back on the motorway.
I wish I’d been able to drive and take pictures at the same time because that little back country route was one of the prettiest things I’ve ever seen. And right outside the country’s capital, too. But there was no stopping place that felt safe enough, and I needed to keep my focus on the “keeping us alive” part of the journey.
The falls themselves, meh. I’m from Quebec City where we have Montmorency Falls, and that’s a waterfall. The Powerscourt thing was a trickle. But a lovely quaint trickle.