Ballyroe Heights Hotel
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We have gone to Tralee, a small village in the péninsule of Dingle. It's a fishing port. The afternoon, we have gone to the Aqua Dome. It's one of Irelands largest indoor waterworlds with a lot of swimming pools. We have swimmed in the courants and surfed the waves. I have enjoyed this day.
... the pool.
Not ten minutes later Kaeleb can't stop coughing. Perhaps it's the acrid smell of chlorine as it seems like they use more than what we're accustomed to. We get out of the pool and Kaeleb drinks some water. He's still coughing and asks if we can leave. Absolutely! It's just after 1pm, our aim had been 2 o'clock, but earlier is better. I think we're all tired of the rank chlorine smell, we're just not used to swimming ...
... food? Afterwards we are going to Siopa Ceoil a music shop and coffee bar for a concert by local musicians and once that is over we'll be ready for more music at the pubs. Tomorrow is a 15 mile walk to Dunquin which will take us along the bay and beaches.
Five more days of walking, exploring and hopefully not getting too lost!
Patrick has been posting lots great photos on his part of the blog, check them out.
... which included a short ferry from Valentia island. It was neat to take our car over the river in a boat for a few minutes for only a few euros. We made good time to Dingle and checked into the Towerview B&B before dinner. The place has a real homey feel, which is augmented by the fact that the proprietor actually lived in Brookline/Boston for several years before moving back to Ireland. After dropping off our luggage we walked the 10 minutes in to town ...
... days older than me. The sister is 18, turning 19 in a month, if I remember correctly. We drove to the home, situated at the foot of a decent hill (the Irish call it a mountain. Not a mountain, but definitely higher up than the rest of town, with views of the sea, to boot). We bumped along the unpaved mountain road until we reached their house. I then met my friend's youngest brother, 15, and dad. My friend's parents were great hosts. They made sure I ...