This post is in reverse time order. We blew through Ballinasloe on the way to the Kylemore pass, documented below.
But we did take a picture.

Study that noble animal! Proud and alert, he looks like he'd fetch a fine price. Suitable for work, racing, or what have you. The statue is nice, too.
Actually, what I recall most about Ballinasloe was that I had a bit of an anxiety situation. It was the result of an idea our neighbor planted in my head: That "travellers" (see Brad Pitt in Snatch) steal dogs. They would obviously be slavering at the thought of having Whiskey.
I won't describe, here, the precautions I took to protect Whiskey. I don't want my methods published on a blog, what with governments nowadays giving free or subsidized internet access to any old body (travellers).
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