Today we woke up and enjoyed a breakfast of cereal and orange juice. After that we went for a walk through Dingle Town in the daylight and I instantly fell in love with it. It is the classic Irish town where all the shops with colorful paints on them are situated right on the harbour where there are fishing boats anchored . In the back round of the city there are rolling green mountains with ruins as far as the eye can see. I got an old Irish man's tweed cap (not actually another guy's hat) in a souvenir shop. All the signs here are in the traditional Irish language , Gaelic. Gaelic was a dying language until they recently started teaching it in schools again. The local soccer team is Kerry. They are playing in the All Ireland Finals in Dublin so all the streets, buildings, and houses are draped in the team colors of green and yellow. Once out of Dingle we decided to do the Slea Head Drive which is to the tip of the peninsula and back again on a different road
. There are over 2000 archeology sites on the drive itself which is almost 20 kms long. The drive is a beautiful coastal route by cliffs and mountains. It is wonderful. One of the views at the beginning of the views at the beginning of the drive is an old 8th century castle on a mountain overlooking a village crowned by cliffs and had surf crashing against the coast. Further along the drive you get incredible views of the Ring of Kerry and the Skellig Isles, which are where monks and preists built monasteries to keep their manuscripts away from the invading vikings. We stopped at an old farm house about 3 kms down the road because we saw a sign that said 2 euros to see beehive huts. The huts are amazing architectural wonders. They are on a sloping field in the barren countryside with an amazing view of the Skellig Isles and the Blaskett Islands. They are called beehive huts because of their unique shape of an upside-down beehive. They used no mortar to build them but they are completely water proof. The reason they were built is because when the Normans came they had to move so that was a deserted place to go. Next we had to dive to the sleepy town of Kinsale. Kinsale is more a tourist place then anything but it has its fair share of history.In Kinsale we ate supper at a pub called Murphy's where we had curry, chicken wings, and seafood chowder. We decided to walk off the big meal by going to see a castle and a mid evil church.It was dark after that and there was a clear sky so we went to Charles Fort under the moonlight. We couldn't get in until the next day but it was really majestic under the half moon. The hostel we stayed at was this dingy little place called Dempsey's. I attempted to have a shower however it was the worst I've ever had. The place kind of stunk and the bed was uncomfortable. I just kind of considered it a true travel experience because you will always end up staying in places like that.