This was a fantastic second-floor bedroom in a thatched roof bungalow (the whole floor was the bedroom) that looked more like a modern day attic bedroom. Personally, I found it a little fascinating. However, the volunteer accompanying us (her name's Deborah and she was really nice) thought otherwise. She mentioned that there would've been spiders hanging from the ceiling while you slept beneath, and that also the room lacked privacy. The spiders part made a point.
The last supper. (The 'dirty' black bit at the upper right-hand corner is just a part of the ceiling of the thatched roof)
A mile marker out along the country roads.
Notice the demon staring out, watching us from the dark window.
A huge pig. It snorted fiercely at us when we tried to get its photo.
A gorgeous black horse in the distance.
Inside another classroom.
A black smith, and his tools (photo below).
Baking bread the traditional way.
Tombstones with no bodies underneath them; which means that some place else, there are bodies with no tombstones over them.
One of the most beautiful rooms which made me want to stay there forever.
Another room in the bank manager's house -apparently, he was rich.
Then the sun came out, just before we were leaving.
Welcome back to the 21st century.
*All photos taken at the Ulster Folk Museum, Northern Ireland (except for the ones taken along the journey).
Edited slightly with photoshop curves.
All photos belong to me. :)