5 July: Waterford
My goodness me, did we land on our feet with the one room that became  available in Waterford on the Saturday night of a U something rock festival. We're on the 1st floor of the Tower Hotel overlooking the River Suir (see photo). There must be stunning sound insulation because I'm not a great rock fan and the noise was no problem. I could feel the vibration in the floorboards more.
Peter slept soundly, breathing right through the night. I kept waking and checking because the lack of coughing worried me.
Our activities consisted of a slow perambulation along the picturesque river bank and then a sit in the sunshine waiting for the urgent chemist to open at 11.00. By then it was time to return to the stunning Waterford Crystal Restaurant for gluten free cakes and Belgian hot chocolate. All so exhausting that we returned to our hotel (which turned out to be next door) for a lie down.
We sallied forth again later in the afternoon and wandered the historic streets. There are now the beginnings of the glorification of the Viking history. In another 10 years the place will be well worth a visit. Perhaps by then the tourist information office will open at the weekends.
Back to our room for a pre-dinner snooze and then a stunning dinner at the Tower, a little of which Peter managed to eat.
Will it be that after 4 days of these 8 steroid tablets at a throw Peter will be feeling better.
Time will tell.