Kickin' It in Killarney

This morning Katie and I slept in until 9:30. As in we didn't set an alarm. As in we let nature wake us up as God intended. It was heaven, people, heaven. The latest we have slept since we started this trip was 7:45 when we slept through our alarms so today started off with angels singing.

We didn't have any plans today except to return to Murphy's Pub for dinner, which we will do shortly. So we took our time getting around and had the best breakfast to date: crepes, bacon, eggs, yogurt, granola, fresh fruit, juice, coffee and tea. (Claire, thanks in advance for cooking this for me on Monday.)

SIDE NOTE: if you plan to travel in Ireland, bed and breakfasts are the way to go. They are affordable and friendly and make some of the best food around. We booked all of ours online before we left and all of them have been fabulous! Let me know if you ever need any recommendations.

Now, where were we? Oh yes, food. It's so very, very good. Where the British have lacked, the Irish have flourished.

After breakfast we walked the few blocks to the town center and shopped. This place is a tourist haven but it has some of the best shopping in Ireland. Katie and I were both fairly successful. It fed our souls.



























































In the afternoon Katie rented a bike and rode while I walked to Ross Castle, which is about 3 miles outside of town in Killarney National Park. I figured it was better to stick to my own two feet. The do drive on the left, you know. And the walk was awesome and now I can totally justify having two desserts today.






































Ross Castle is so beautiful! And while we were there a wedding party showed up to take their pictures. I have now added "castle" and "Ireland" and "hot Irish guy" to my list of future wedding essentials. I like to keep things simple.




















After our walk we dropped in for tea and dessert and heard the the latest obituaries on the radio. So you know, that was fun.

And now, here is my random self portrait for the day. Apparently the zoom was a little close.







Tomorrow we head for Dingle, a small fishing village by the ocean. (I guess it would be difficult to have a fishing village not by the ocean.) It is hard to believe we only have two more days in Ireland before we head home. We are not ready to leave even though we are in need of a wardrobe change. But we are pretty sure we will try to cram in as much as possible in the next 48 hours. Dingle won't know what hit them.