Adventures at Home and Abroad

I loved Bantry. And Killarney was the jumping off point for some of those tiny roads of your nightmares. But you had to take those roads to see the sea. The view from our hotel outside of Killarney. Sublime. Molly Gallivan’s Visitor Center, on the road to Kenmare. Bantry House 100 year old wisteria…a theme. Dingle Peninsula.

 Our travels to the south and west hugged the coast mostly, except for the Rock of Cashel. Cork, Cobh, Bantry.  Someday, we’ll see it all in sunshine. But that’s a different trip. The view from Garnish Island. 100 year old rhododendrons, anyone? The cathedral in Cobh, the last stop of the Titanic. Rock of Cashel. So ancient.

Three weeks in Ireland and “The North” and the weather gods weren’t necessarily our friends this time. Mostly chilly and misty, so full of atmospherics but not always the best for photos or our moods. As usual, the people are so friendly, the food fresh and delicious, and the scenery breathtaking. Belfast, so interesting and full of tragic history. Along the Irish Sea. Back in the Republic, Glendalough.