Cobh. For many Irish men and woman was this the last place they saw of Ireland before barking on the dangerous trip across the fierce Atlantic Ocean. For you of my readers who have followed me and this blog the last 2 years will remember what my bachelorthesis and what going to a place like Cobh mean to me.
But let me get to my point and telling you about how it felt going there, to also see the last harbour for Titanic before she went down outside Newfoundland, 12th april 1912.
Cobh has been colored by its naval and marine history, but when you’re there today you cannot feel the vibrant ‘mood’ that you would have felt if you walked along the dockside let us say in the 1880’s.
But let us not dwell on the past. I will show you how Cobh is today.
This was the first thing we saw when stepping off the train in Cobh. It was raining cats (and dogs for that matter), but we wouldn't let this stop us.
Here are some pictures from the exhibition:
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