The Dingle Quayside
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Today we took the whole day to drive around the Dingle Peninsula! And it was a gorgeous day to do it. SUN and warm! We started out by stopping at the bee hive huts. It's an ancient ring fort that people built and lived in around 1200 A.D. They call them beehive huts because that is essentially what they look like. The walls are very thick. Curt and I have decided that ...
... I needed to talk to. Well, write to.
And I went to an icecream shop so I could work out what I was going to have for my treat tomorrow. (I am organised beyond belief!)
I tried a combo of...seasalt...and butterscotch.
And it was actually the nicest thing ever! I don't know what it worked but those 2 flavours are compatible.
So I had my treat today instead!
I hopped back on the bike ...
... pouty moods and refuses to eat anything, even though he eats fish-octopus being his favorite, Kaeleb, like Chris doesn't like seafood; so the boys-mostly Kaeleb-opt for bread while we three eat AMAZING seafood for dinner. After dinner and before the pubs start their live music we stop at a diner for the boys to have chips and a burger.
They finish eating and we peruse the pubs for a music session. We find O'Sullivans pub. They begin music around 9ish. We get ...
... of Ireland. Substantial varieties of wildlife live there, and we could see masses of birds circling hundreds of feet below us, nearer the water and beside the cliffs. We were too late in the day to see puffins, who normally come out in the mornings. After walking the paths of the Cliffs in cold, windy, and rainy weather next to fields of sheep and cows, we enjoyed a hot lunch inside the Visitor's Center. The Visitor's Center was built ...
... the locals and a beer there. I talked to this old man who was a cattle farmer. I knew a little from my Montana roots, so that was exciting. Then one of the guys started signing and the whole bar then started signing along. He asked me what song he should sing next and I of course go with 'Friends in Low Places,' which he knew and the rest of the bar. So we all started singing some Garth! So this sort of stuff does happen ...