Dingle Penninsula

Yesterday was a full day of driving for but it was well worth it. We left from the house around 9 am and headed south on the N67 following the coast for a bit as we passed through Kilkee, Kilrush and Killimer before coming to a ferry which took us across the Shannon River. On the other side we continued down the N67 for another 2 hours or so until we hit Tralee, our first major city. After being on small rural routes and passing through countryside it was weird to come to a metropolitan center, but Tralee is very nice. Not too big, but not too small.

From there we made our way across the Dingle Peninsula and down over to the port town of Dingle. A small fishing village on the Atlantic ocean, which happens to be the most western point in Europe and if you ask the locals they will tell you that the next parish over is Boston.

After Dingle we continued our way around the peninsula and happened upon this old fort which was built in 500 BC along the top of the cliffs. Not much is left of the fort but the view below is spectacular as were many of the views as we wound our way around. We even found a little beach with some rather decent size waves and one young boy brave enough to boogie board in it.

Coming home we found a short cut through the some farmland instead of hugging the coast and this cut off about 45 minutes, but still we didn't get home until around 9:30 pm. With it not being dark until 11 pm, you could really fit a lot into each day. We are taking turns making dinner and it was my mom's and my turn, so we quickly made spaghetti with bread and salad in a flash, and it came out quite well I must say.