We woke up at Fionnuala’s around
9:00am. She was leaving for work so after a quick goodbye, we were on our own
(her brother Joey was milking cows down the road). Two dogs, called Ben and Toby, assumed the
hosting role and escorted us up and back the nearby Tory Hill, which lay right
behind the farmhouse. We left the
farmhouse around 11:00am and headed toward the town of Cashel.
We paid 4.50 EUR to park in the Rock
of Cashel car park, and walked into town.
We got some lunch at a café where we saw a bunch of local school kids
dining (food was filling and decent, nothing exceptional). We hiked back up to the Rock of Cashel and
did a self-guided tour from Rick Steves’ book.
After exploring the Rock, we walked down the road to the ruins of Hore
Abbey. We were in Cashel for about 5
hours, so parking costs were average with street parking.
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| Hore Abbey with Rock of Cashel in background |
We decided to skip Blarney Castle as
we would have arrived just before closing time, and headed straight for
Killarney. We stopped at a car phone
shop to call our Killarney host, Charlie O’Brien, and met him at the library
car park near the city center. We
chatted with Charlie for a while at his flat when he got a call from a friend
of his, Norena, who would be coming up from Cork that evening. She met us for dinner at the Smoke House,
where we had some great Bangers and Mash (off the menu, good thing we had our
local along!) and then to The Grand, where we drank Beamish and a spectacular
Irish Craft Cider. After the bar closed
at 11:30 we went to a nightclub, where
I got some more drinks (Melissa didn’t need any more at this point). To use Charlie’s words, the music was “So
sh*t” we stayed for only the one drink, and headed back to Charlie’s place for
the night. We had a full-size bed with a
bathroom en suite, while an older Argentinian man that spoke little English slept
on the sofa downstairs.
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