Ballycastle

It was getting pretty late in the afternoon and we suspected we shouldn't wait until we got to Portrush before finding dinner. Which was about when we drove into Ballycastle and found ourselves in the middle of a carnival. Lammas Fair was winding down, but still packed. We parked on the hill heading out of town and walked back to the beach, where we got paella and a Cuban sandwich at a couple booths that were still open. Neither was very good, but that was more than made up for by the context.

Lammas Fair, apparently a holdover of an old harvest festival, has been going on for a mere 400 years. I suspect it didn't originally have a ferris wheel. Or Cuban sandwiches. We sat on the seawall and ate dinner. We didn't go on any of the rides.