Ok, so I've managed to lose track of the correct date. I recorded Monday july 2nd, and Tuesday july 4th, throwing the dates in this journal off ( Already adjusted as I trranscribe to LJ)
It's disconcerting to have the dates confused since my birthday is July 9th and we arranged to be in Dublin on my birthday. Luckily I have a printed clander page from Outlook. Today is definitely Friday and therefore July 6th. I think? Must figure this out so as not to miss my birthday. (Editorial note:transcribing this exactly as I wrote it at the time. And ROFLing at myself) But not now. I'm tipsy. (ah, that explains why I don't remember writing this!)It was necessary. Tell you later. (Editorial note: actually probably not, at least not in any detail)
Tim stayed home again today because of his tooth.
The rest of us went to Killarney and the Ring Of Kerry. We stopped in Killarney on the way to The Ring of Kerry, originally because we saw a factory outlet store. But while we were looking for a sparking pot (sticks in my head like that) we found that there were jaunting cars you could hire and take a ride through Killarney, into the National Park and back. It only cost 12 Euro and it was SO worth it.
We never got our drivers name but the horse was named Ned Kelly. The driver called him Kelly, which amused me, of course.
It was a five mile tour with the driver giving us history and commentary about the local landmarks along the way. I can not tell you how terrific it was.
Byron and Rowena had driven off without Leisa and I as we searched for a loo, and they parked the van. When we had accomplished our mission we headed to the carriages and while we waited for them to come back we chatted up the driver. Two things stand out. The driver told us that if they had left without us he would take us home and we'd have a party. And Leisa told him about her previous experience driving horses.
Which caused him to allow her to drive Kelly for a while once we were inside the Nat'l Park. He told a driver in a passing jaunting car that he was going to marry her. He was such a flirt! Leisa says he was already married though. Guess he was wearing a ring? I didn't see. He did tell us he had 5 kids.
Inside the park he stopped at Ross castle to let us get out and go take a look at the castle.
He waited for us while we did that and then we got back in his jaunting car and we got to see even more of the park and town on the way back.
After Killarney we drove the Ring of Kerry.
We got to sit for a few moments on the edge of a gorgeous lake.
This was the view from where I decided to sit and just breathe for a few minutes
Unfortunately Rowena sat on her camera which had been in her pocket.
Stopped to take a picture of a ruin (and a goat!).
Walked out on a promontory above the mountain and lake,
hiked a short way down a hillside to where a river met up with the ocean, and looked at tidepools ("look! It's a turtle!" "ummm, no, that's a crab"),
and collected more seashells.
The Ring of Kerry is really a must see, as far as I'm concerned. It was the beauty that I had been expecting of Ireland. the old castles are great, and the Cliffs of Moher and Mizen Head were terrific, unique experiences. but the Ring of Kerry is the Sky and the Earth and the Water in its many shapes and forms.
It was the Irish experience I had been hoping for. It soothed and energized me.
There was a spot at the top of the hill where you could see an old stone circle and the fields leading down to the bay. the Atlantic stretching out to a couple of islands and beyond.
I must come back.
The Ring of Kerry is a full day trip at least. (next time maybe we can find a B N b on the Ring?) Once we came out the other side it was back home, and baked taydoes for dinner.
I don't think I've mentioned before that we have had a regular visitor all week. The neighbor's dog keeps showing up at the back door hoping for treats. Which we have furnished of course. Here's a picture.
Ok, so why was tipsy necessary? Like I said, not giving that much detail, but suffice it to say it involved a crowded hot tub, full of my oldest and best friends and a decided lack of anything resembling cloth.