Brownes Bed & Breakfast Dingle
No prices found through our partners. Please contact the business directly or check some of our recommended alternatives.
How has this b&b rated in the past?
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
Photos of Brownes Bed & Breakfast Dingle
TripAdvisor Reviews Brownes Bed & Breakfast Dingle
Travel Blogs from Dingle
... wasn't really cooperating) at Moll's Gap and at Ladies View in Killarney National Park. We also got our first shots of the Dingle Peninsula. Of course it wouldn't be a drive in Ireland if I didn't take a wrong turn or two somewhere along the line, so we didn't take the exact route that I ...
We arrive in Cork to a heatwave - 18 degrees! After Skye it is so hot!
We explore Cork and are somewhat surprised and saddened to find it so run down and 'depressed'! Too many buildings, both residential and commercial, are abandoned or in disrepair.
But the pubs are lovely and we enjoy three of the oldest.
The Mutton Lane Inn has been in Cork since before the days of the Irish Civil War when the bar was split ...
... to the harbor town and to our hotel. The view of our hotel overlooked the water and the town itself was amazing. Mike got his first pub food for dinner AND he got to experience some locals playing authentic Irish music. We sat at a pub together that night, watched a soccer game (barcelona vs manchester city!!!), and listened to Irish music. The simplicity of the locals that lived in the small town of Dingle, along with the happiness of the people and the beauty ...
... in other European countries, I was somewhat surprised when I didn’t find it previously. The French toast is also good but a little more eggy than I like. I end up stuffed and can’t even finish it!
Before leaving we stop at the desk where we get a local map, Yeah! I love maps. We also ask about laundry and find out that we can drop off our laundry with them and not have to pay per item we can actually pay per pound. This ...
... enough for us, he revealed the prestige; a rainbow, from end to end, right before our eyes. Between our cliff and the next, delicately balancing one end on land to our left, journeying down to the ocean below on our right, propped up by the nearby cliff and mountains far off in the background. God smiled at us. We took no pictures of our moment together, of view. The moment wasn't for our future selves, not for our friends and family, but ours. That divine ...