Trip West Part III: The Ring of Dingle and the Inch Strand

Friday, August 26, 2011, first found us lazily getting up and preparing for another wonderful day. Each of us had chosen our breakfasts the evening before and we’d scheduled it for 8:30 A.M., giving us a little time to sleep in. The beds were wondrously soft, so it was understandably hard to pry ourselves out of them. But as we all trooped into the kitchen to be greeted with beautiful settings and good, hot food, our moods were inevitably lifted. After we ate, we crossed the street, entered a few alleys,

and wandered into a rose garden, where we found this really cool statue:

The rest of the day was spent in the Ring of Dingle, driving along and enjoying. Just enjoying. Finally we reached the town of Dingle, where there were a bunch of interesting, touristy stores where we roamed for a good number of hours. We got lots of comments from people asking if we were ex-nuns. It was quite interesting to answer them 🙂 Also some interesting characters that offered photos and a ride with a poor, broken donkey for a few euros. Finally it started raining, which was sort of a signal for us to be on our way. So we packed up again and hit the road to see what we could see. And what we saw? Was gorgeous.

As we were driving along the Ring of Dingle, this beautiful vista suddenly burst upon us:

Just look at that water! Isn’t it absolutely gorgeous?! Yeah, that’s what I thought too 🙂

When my co-worker found out that I was going to Ireland, she said, “Ireland?! Isn’t that the place where they have all the little stone fences running in the middle of the fields?” I laughed, and later, when I saw this scene, I laughed again. Here it is 🙂

Our first glimpse of the Strand included a brave seagull. That wouldn’t be driven off, no matter what.

We ate lunch on one of the beaches, where we ran down to the water right away to get our feel the cold ocean spray on our faces. As the waves rolled in and the water splashed against its own current, we giggled and felt as silly as little children. But what glorious reality!

And one parting shot…

And there you have it! Words can’t do justice, and I feel so blessed to have experienced it in person.


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