|Limestone in The Burren|
|At the beach on the Aran Islands|
|Cliffs Of Moher|
Any idea how long an Irish funeral lasts? Neither do we. We wandered around town a bit. Still not home. We ate dinner in a pub. Still not home. We ate ice cream at Murphy's. Still not home. We played cards. Finally, we decided we needed to try Plan B. We started driving along the road looking for B&Bs with vacancy signs. When we found one, I would run up to see if they could accomodate the 4 of us. Three more times we struck out. Paul was starting to think about having to drive back to Bunratty. Katherine started to cry. "Give me one more chance," I pleaded. We stopped again. The woman answered the door. I told her my story. "Come in," she said. "In Ireland, you can always find a bed." We had a great night's sleep and a full Irish breakfast in the morning. And that became one of our lessons: In Ireland, you can always find a bed.
|Dunbeg Fort in Dingle|
I'm glad we stayed in Dingle because we had more time to see everything in the morning. We saw some ancient stone forts, potato famine cottages, farms, the Blasket Islands (great visitor's center), amazing beaches surrounded by sheer cliffs, pottery studios (the kids got to try using a potter's wheel) and lots and lots of sheep. The kids loved all the farm animals. They were so used to people feeding them, they would try to eat your sleeves if you came empty handed. That's why Katherine decided one of our lessons should be, In Ireland, the horses eat your raincoat. Dingle was beautiful. But it was time to move on. We only had one day left in Ireland and we still wanted to go to Killarney. Killarney has a beautiful National Park. We hiked around, toured Ross Castle and Muckross House. And, knowing it was our last day, we started talking about places to go next time, when we return to Ireland. Our last lesson: In Ireland, you are always welcome.