After essentially waking up at one o’clock, I had no time to spare exploring Dingle and the surrounding area.
Located on the southwestern edge of Ireland, Dingle is a historic fishing town, about three hours from Galway, known for its seafood, wool/knitted goods, and Fungie, an escaped aquarium dolphin, according to some stories, that has taken solitary refuge here for approximately thirty years! He often pops up to see cruise shippers.
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Pubs! Pubs! Pubs! Dingle is compromised mostly of Pubs and B&Bs (Bed and Breakfasts). The local seafood
is definitely a must try along with the ice cream, Murphys. (Photo credits by PintsizedPioneer) |
Dingle is a great place to go hiking, ride horses, and sea
kayak. Far less cosmopolitan than Dublin and Galway, it is a destination for
adventurous travelers, seeking micro-bursts of transcendentalist experience on
the Irish coastline.
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Music and the arts are popular in Dingle as well. Pick up some knitted crafts or maybe even a penny whistle
while you are here at the occasional farmers' market or one of the small music shops.
(Photo credits by PintsizedPioneer) |
I wanted to see the multitude of ruins scattered around
County Kerry today, but as it turns out, navigating through Dingle can be a little
difficult. I tried to get to the town of Ventry, but once you get out of the main town center, unless you know what the
street signs mean and/or have a map (both of which I did not understand or
possess) it can get confusing. As a result, I hiked aimlessly through the
countryside, which in retrospect was not that negative of an experience at all
even though I did not reach my desired destination.
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The black face sheep is a common sight in these parts. The classic mountain sheep, the males' horns spiral to make
them look like the iconic ram. They are also extremely adorable. (Photo credits by PinsizedPioneer) |
Once again, everyone here is quite friendly; though, I am
getting a few stares, which may be a result of my race. But, who really knows?
Hiking through the hills I was greeted with waves and hellos even though I am
pretty sure I was trespassing on private properties … At least I wasn't hit by any vehicles. If you are walking around the hills, be careful - the roads are often very skinny despite being two ways and lack sidewalks.
Sorry for the shortness (¿and spacing?) of this post - the internet is quite slow here. Next, we are off to Kilkenny for a spell, and then I am heading to Paris, France. Quite the change from this place! I'll be there for about 48 hours before taking a train to Amsterdam. Can't wait!
Labels: Europe, Ireland, Photography, The Arts