Okay, so I decided at the last minute I was really sick of cities, so instead of staying in Dublin tonight and tomorrow, I rented a car and hit the road. This was an interesting experience. Not only for me personally, but also for the 7 other people I've nearly killed today whilst trying to adapt to the whole "wrong side of the road" thing. This is not to say that there haven't been entertaining moments, like the three times I've gotten in the car and not been able to find the steering wheel, but none-the-less, frightening.
So I left Dublin, having purchased a road map at the airport and pointed southwest towards my destination of Cashel. This is a truly magnificent country. It is so beautiful. Amazing greenery is punctuated by ruinous castles everywhere. It is everything I ever dreamed it could be.
I arrived in Cashel around 5 and proceeded to the abby immediately. Took the tour, which was interesting, and took many photos. Since then, I have found a wonderful B&B, of which there are many, and have just returned from drinking with a new friend named Thomas the Builder. Well, the builder part is just his occupation, but a nice enough guy none the less. The only problem is that I only catch about every 5th word he says. That was of course during the first pint. As we progressed through 2 more, I began to understand him. Now I don't know if it was just my earrs adjusting to the gaelic accent or if it is just a language better understood with a buzz, but regardless, he was a very nice man.
I am about to head out and get some dinner. Hopefully something identifiable. But all is well, and I am excited to be on the emerald isle.
And no, I am not going to use my accent here.
Love to all
TW
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