A red shopfront standing out against the cream and stone of the Long Walk, the old Spanish Arch bridge stretching over the Corrib at low tide, the Burren's hills sitting hazy across the bay. Galway looks the way travel programmes promise it will. Past 50 here, the city has usually settled into a particular pattern: a Saturday market habit, walks along the prom, friends who've all been around long enough to have stories. The pace is slower than Dublin and warmer than the postcard suggests.
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Eyre Square for the central first coffee. The Salthill Promenade for the two-mile walk to Blackrock and the kicking-the-wall tradition. The Latin Quarter and the Spanish Arch for the daylight wander. Galway Cathedral grounds for the quieter version, and Connemara on a Sunday: Spiddal, Roundstone, or the Sky Road in Clifden, when a longer drive together is worth the petrol.