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Welcome to St. Angela's Lakeside Aparthotel SALA

St Angela’s Lakeside Aparthotel (SALA), provides guests with the opportunity to enjoy a quiet, reflective space for contemplation and relaxation, away from the busyness of everyday life.

Surrounded by nature and located on the charming grounds of St Angela’s College, this unique setting provides guests with the ultimate location for adventure in the great outdoors, or for a retreat, away from the hubbub and busyness of everyday life.
The hotel’s grounds and the immediate surrounding areas lends itself perfectly to outdoor pursuits by providing a blend of mixed open fields, hills and forestry and, of course, the picturesque waters of the beautiful lake with its many islands. This stunning location is perfect for contemplation and meditation.
For the more curious guests there are many inspiring and enriching well-known locations dotted around Sligo county, with something to suit everyone’s tastes. Our nearness to the wonder of the Atlantic Ocean and the spectacular vista of the Wild Atlantic Way is such that one can almost reach out and touch it.

The Lake Isle of Innisfree

(By William Butler Yeats)

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.

Source: The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats (1989)