We've not been online for a few days - explaining later.
But back on the 6th we awoke from wonderful sleeps to have David cook our full Irish breakfasts from the supplies that Joanna had laid up for us - FRESH eggs from her chickens even. Headed out to Cobh to learn about the Titanic. As we had learned this was a "bank holiday" weekend, we expected crowds, but now we see an enormous LINER!!!! in the port. Evidently this tiny town of Cobh has one of the best deep harbors in the world. We had to park WAY way up the hill (only about 3 blocks walk but all hill) near St. Colman's Cathedral (we are going to have our own little Sunday service tonight, as we couldn't decide on any church - some with odd hours, too early, too late. Walked down into the town. Enjoyed a pair of buskers on guitar and violin (bought a cd), queued up for the titanic experience. Very small space, the White Star Line building, and they probably had 2-3 more people in each group than they should have, but it was as interesting as it could be (Dunbrodie was better). Then
coffee outside in the SUN!! to gain access to toilet before hiking up the hill again.
Leaving Cobh provided us with the most harrowing driving yet as 2 way traffic drove on tiny lanes with parking along one side! Our trusty GPS invited us to go across a little ferry (it's a very basic GPS but it works!!!!). we declined due to timing. Drove n.w. to Killarney area, not stopping for the waterfalls (second in Ireland, as we'd already seen highest). REached Castlemaine - "home of the world colonial boy" was the sign. No problems. Now to find the second right lane after a particular pub .. yes - that must be it. VERY narrow, but we're use to that. Ditches on either side "proceed up the hill 600 m and look for Landrover in the front garden." This will be easy. get to the top. No Landrover. Turn around. Ask a man cutting his grass in his wellies. Yes, he knew the people and offered to drive us down the hill to the house. He went 50 mph! Ah, here's the house. No landrover. A neighbor came over again. I felt the like 3 bears. Where's the key?
He never told us. So we called Joe - ah, to be sure, the key's under the mat, I sent you those details this morning (after we had wifi you mean?). No, the Landrover has gone. Ah.
Then there was no electricity - called Joe again - well, you either have hot water for the bath tub (it was huge and wonderful!!!!) or electricity for the rest of the house. OK.
We unpacked and drove maybe 15 mins to Inch Strand - 4 miles of sand. And surfing in wet suits! Then off to Dingle town (we are at the start of the small Dingle Peninsula) because maybe we can experience "trad" music tonight. Excellent meal at John Benny's on the marina, but no music. Had Murphy's ice cream - famous all over Ireland - good, but not as good as Mitchells.
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