A Majestic Journey to Dingle
Mar 28, 2010
Apr 09, 2010
. And so that we did...The experience is hard to put into words. A very narrow winding one lane road, that the Irish swear is a 2 laner....although at certain points we were required to pull over on the itty bitty shoulder and let oncoming traffic pass. As we rounded a bend we came across a waterfall.....I think we might have even seen a leprechaun at that point. Very Majestic. Every corner turned led us to an unexpected, indescribable view. Although we have laughed so hard along the way weve almost cried, there are moments between us while traveling where complete silence is a natural, understood process. We are similar to an Irish sponge, absorbing it all...Over the mountain drops you right into lovely harbor village of Dingle, Ireland. Again a sight short of words to describe it. We checked into our B&B, The Castlewood House...much like a hotel or more like a home with elegance, Our view is phenomenal. The water is right across the road from us,with mountains in the background that resemble a painting. Out to dinner at The Dingle Pub..and moved on to John Benny's for some Irish entertainment. We were blown away by the singer, Pauline Scannlin. Bought her CD and now have some nice traveling tunes:) We made it an early night..returned to our B&B and had tea in the sitting room. I have discovered that I LOVE tea in a sitting room in Ireland...
Leaving Doolin was a little sad for us :( We made nice Irish friends in a nice Irish village...Basically we closed down the pub!!!! Great place and experience to start our Ireland journeys. Our drive to Dingle was quite interesting. We drove along the beautiful coastline and took the car ferry across from Killrush to Trabert. Very interesting...we stayed in the car for our 20 minute ferry ride and it felt as if the world was moving around us as we were standing still. So,we get off the ferry into a major hail/sleet storm. And we thought to ourselves...Didnt we just have our sunglasses on? I, as the driver, have had either the luck of the Irish on my side..or someones Irish eyes are smiling down upon me. I have become quite comfortable driving on the left and Kelly is the worlds best navigator most of the time (unless the red breast got the best of her the night before)...Well, because we stayed out until the Irish sun came up I was a bit unsure or in a Guinness induced haze to realize that I really could drive over the Conner pass without kerplunking into the Irish sea