So what did we do?
Traveling day. We arrived to the Dublin ariport and caught the bus ride to the city of Limerick, Limerick. We stayed there one night, to avoid comming to our final destination very late and to see some more Ireland. We spent the night in a family home of one very nice Latvian-Irish lady, we talked raising kids and Latvian dancing and she even drove us to the city and back. Limerick is not a turisty city, especially on a Monday night, so since we were too late to go see the castle, we just bought some dinner and enjoyed picnic at the park and later on ordered our first Guinnes in an Irish pub. First must do crossed off the list!
Our journey continued. Destination: Killarney. The first day we had a cup of coffee, went to a walk by the national park and explored a beautiful abbey in the park. We finished the great day in some Killarney pubs.
Wednesday, 10.9.2014 <3
We had something special pland for that day. We rented bikes in the town, drove down to the Ross castle and rented a boat ride there. The boat driver took us across all the three Killarney lakes, we enjoyed the beautiful scenery and even saw an eagle. The amazing boat ride took 1,5 hours. We landed next to the beautiful cottage, rested a bit and than headed up to the Gap of Dunloe - we wanted to follow the the north shore of the lake back to the Killarney. However, the road was pretty steep and the jaunty ride parties kept on overtaking the road. The scenery was amazing though and we got to fully appreciate it on the top of the gap - truly breathtaking views. And an amazing ride down the hill I might add!
Time for the day trip! Destination: The Dingle Peninsula. It was the day of fun, spent at the beach. We met two lovely German (and one of them was half-Bosnian) girls who took us in their car and we were laughing and talking all the way. We stopped at this beautiful Inch beach where I get to go swimming in the ocean (If you ever get an opportunity to swim in an Irish ocean, I advice you, not to. I took home a terrible cold.) And there there was a picnic on the beach and a delicious meal in Dingle restaurant (Deep fried snickers. Just imagine.). A lovely place, all in all.
On Thursday we woke up super early because we had a great adventure planned. We had to get a ride to the Portmagee, because thats where the boat ride to the Skellig islands takes off. Yeah, the Skellings! We were very lucky with the ride, because the lady that picked us up drove us directly to the Portmagee (I guess she was the only person going there, because its a really small village.) and was also very friendly. So, after a fine breakfast, we were of to go. The sea was a bit crazy, but we survived. And it was super worth it. The small Skellig is uh-mai-zeeng. We could not capture it in the photos, but the sight of all the birds nesting was simply breathtaking. And we landed on the big Skellig (Skellig Michael). There are some fine ruins of an acient monastery on the top of an island and your imagenation goes wild, staring across the wild waters of the Atlantic.
When we arrived back to the mainland (Well, bigger island:)), we did a little free tour of the Ring of Kerry - a little sightseeing of the cliffs (climbing on the top of the hill, so we didnt have to pay), walking througt the Irish bog and Polona ruining her shoes and finally a slow and pleasent ride towards our home Killarney by two very kind German tourists. The sights were great. The only thing that was not so great was my cold, getting worse. :(
After all the travelling and adventures, a relaxing day was in place. We slept long in the morning, made some breakfast and then the gals went shopping! (I love me some Pennies, anytime.;)) Žiga was left at the hostel and super happy about that. We arrived back, mad some lunch and then went to check out the Muckross mansion - the one we wanted to walk to the first day but were too tired. We were too late for the tour, but surroundings were beautiful nevertheless.
Our last Killarney day. Polona was rooting to go to Cork (like the whole week, really), but we decided it was too far and opted for a closer and very lovely Kenmare. So to the sunday mass (a funeral one, strangely) and then we made some lunch to go and went standing on the sinde of the road for somebody to pick us up. And we were lucky once again. The guy that stopped his car was not even planning to go to Kenamre, but since we were having such a great time driving together, he offered to take us all the was (aditional 10k). Irish people are the best, really! The town was lovely, a lot of cute little shops and bakeries, a really photogenic one. We loved it. We spent the last nignt out in a pub - had to make the most of it - and it was really fun. I can still hear the song: Some say the devil is dead ...
Time to say goodbye to Killarney, unfortunately. So we hopped on the train and headed to the city of Dublin.