The iron age fort is right on the edge of the cliff, and the famine houses are sitting further up the hillside. When we were here in 1989, there were no signs about famine houses or beehive huts, but there were there, sitting empty, side by side. Now you pay a few Euro a head, get a half sheet leaflet telling what you see. They've also placed some wax figures showing how this lot of impoverished Irish looked.
I took a great video of Martin talking about his Aunt Mary's house, how it looked just like this one, how he slept in the hay loft with his cousins. It's really fun coming to Ireland with Martin, and enlightening for this grandson, Tyler, as well.
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