Tom, my host's Dad took me on a tour of Achill Island. First we went the local Beach.
When we stepped onto the sight the area was covered with beautiful rocks of various colors- all smooth but of various textures. The sand was fine and smooth- more so than our California beaches.
Then it was time to meet the neighbors. They are everywhere using the roadways usually in a safe manner. Tom says they are like people and stay in their lane off to the side of the cars. Most here I have seen have black faces but there are others types as well.
The coloring is put on by their owners to show possession. Sheep dogs are used to track them down but generally they roam about. One pregnant one sat in the middle of the highway to keep her belly warm as I was told.
One must walk down from the road to access the beach. Even today there are other visitors who are exploring the beautiful area.
This is my next door neighbor. He called out to me when I went for a walk this afternoon. I don't understand his language very well but he was quite loud. I not sure if he was threatening me or asking me to help him escape. 
This is another neighbor who. Also was very vocal. Such is the life.
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