I woke up today anxious to find a battery for my camera because in my rush to leave yesterday I forgot it with the charger . Janice and I spent the morning running around Killarney asking at camera shops, but I didn’t expect anyone to carry it. The last shop, which advertised wedding photograghy, was closed so we went to browse in gift shops instead. The shop keeper was a very nice old lady who called us “friend” in a sweet voice and gave us a parting gift when we left . People here are so nice!
Our hostel arranged a tour of Dingle Peninsula for us and at 10:15 a van came by to pick us up. I was very sad because I wouldn’t have a DSLR to take photos of one of the most beautiful places in the world, as I’ve been told.
The day started out cold, wet and windy. Our bus full of Americans seemed quite subdued but I sat at the front and told jokes to cheer them up.. and annoy Janice who thinks my jokes are childish. The bus driver was a very nice old man who spoke with an accent that was hard for me to decipher.
But he let me ride in the very front when I wasn’t driving:
I look wet because we just came in from seeing Inch Beach in the pouring rain. There was a very cute dog there and a not very good looking beach so I won’t include a picture of it here.
We made a few stops along the way but I really enjoyed relaxing on the bus watching the cows, sheep, and very very green hills along the way. I had to take pictures with my phone because I didn’t have a working camera
Dingle peninsula had mostly cliffs punctuated by short stretches of beach.
It was very windy.
Off to watch ManU v Barcelona!