Pro
Close to Galway City
Con
None that I came across
In a nutshell
worth a day trip from galway
Pleasant pub, good reasonably-priced food (soup is home-made). Guinness good too. Smoking area outside (with heaters).
Written Feb 17, 2006
Address: Main street, Athenry.
While in Athenry I found that there was no shortage of pubs. We visited a few but the Hop Inn was my favorite. We met some great locals and while I'm on that subject Athenry lacks tourists.
We however did meet an American that had arrived 6 months before to search for his family roots and never left.
Dress Code: Dress nice casual. No sneakers or torn clothing. Look like a respectable citizen.
Updated Jun 3, 2005
Address: Davis Str. Athenry CO. Galway (Hop Inn)
Phone: 353 (0)91 844205
Website: http://www.athenry.net/hopinn/
Favorite thing: 'The Fields of Athenry' is a song known all over the world. Many presume that the song has a long history, but it was in fact written in 1979 by 'The Dubliners'. Others claim that they have modified a song from 1888 .
These days it is often sung at various gathering and has become embedded into the 'celtic cultural landscape'. It is song ( like 'Galway bay' as well) that Irish mothers will be singing to the offspring for decades to come.
The text is below - and I'm sure you are savvy enough (unlike me) to find somewhere to download it properly and hear it sung. Looking out from the top of the castle in Athenry with the song on your i-pod would no doubt be the perfect way to experience the town.
Fields Of Athenry
Low lie the fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small free birds fly
Our love was on the wing
We had dreams and songs to sing
It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry
By a lonely prison wall I heard a young girl calling
Michael they are taking you away
For you stole Trevelyan's corn so the young might see the morn
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay
By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young man calling
Nothing matters, Mary, when you're free
Against the famine and the Crown I rebelled, they caught me down
Now you must raise our child with dignity
By a lonely harbour wall, she watched the last star falling
As the prison ship sailed out against the sky
For she'll live in hope and pray for her love in Botany Bay
It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry
Updated Nov 15, 2010
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