Donal’s Corner – Donegal

Donegal is the weirdest county in Ireland. I know that Leitrim and Louth and Longford will have their advocates but they are more pointless than weird.

Donegal is stuck out in the Atlantic Ocean cut off from the rest of the Republic by the stupid rump of the British Empire that is Norn Iron. They used to say that the sun never set on the British Empire and that the blood never dried. Now all that is left is Gibraltar, the Falklands and the Six Counties. Give it up lads; your time is passed.

Donegal is huge; full of beautiful mountains and cliffs, stunning sea views and crazy people. You have to cross two borders to get from Letterkenny to Dublin and it sure feels a long way. The Dublin government mostly ignores Donegal if it can get away with it and the Donegal people can certainly feel that neglect.

But they are crazy. Which makes this one of the best Poker Festivals of the year. Wild partying, crazy gambling, roaring and shouting. That’s a normal Tuesday afternoon in these parts. Wait till the Festival starts.