After a hellish day of traveling, with hardly a bite to eat, we finally get what we came for: a pint, and an honest-to-goodness burger. There wasn't a bit of pasta anywhere in sight.
At the top of Blarney castle.
Kissing the Blarney stone. Many jokes were made about the necessity or prudence of my kissing it. Very funny.
Blarney castle.
Just hanging out in the gardens behind the castle.
Entrance to an old abandoned fortress. Pretty much the coolest place on earth...ever.
Inside the fortress.
Walking from the fortress to a path down by the shore to watch sunset we came upon an old, overgrown cemetary.
Ms. Shannon enjoyes the sunset.
...and the last final flare.
Drinking Irish coffee and hot chocolate in the pub on the way back to town from the fortress while the winds and rains raged outside. It was very comfortable...until we had to go back out into that to get back to town. The sheer amount of pubs in Ireland, and the amount of time they spend in them, makes a whole lot of sense.
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oops. Yeah, you're right. Mixed company and all. Let's just say it's unhygienic. :)
Keep on having lots of fun in Rome, and wave to Ben16 for me!!!
SH