While wandering the Irish countryside, we stumbled upon the most amazing little coastal town of Kinsale, Ireland. We had been traveling for several hours from our little adventure at the Blarney Castle. It was pouring rain and we were tired, exhausted, wet and hungry. Greg had read somewhere that Kinsale was known as a foodie kind of town so we were set of finding it. And so glad we did!
We arrived late and caught a nice dinner. Meg offered to watch B so Greg and I could join his parents in a local bar known for not being touristy and having locals gather for spontaneous music. Our B&B owner recommended Dalton's Bar and what a wonderful place this was! Maybe later I'll upload the song I recorded - it just makes me smile from ear to ear thinking about how much we enjoyed this little pub - the atmosphere, the people, pints and, most of all, the music.
The next morning, we joined up with Greg's parents and took a one hour tour of the town. Our guide had the best blend of sarcasm spun with history. The town is ruch in stories and beautiful to see. Might have been one of my favorite moments on this trip.
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| On our walking tour of Kinsale - such a quaint, coastal town. |
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| I loved how the houses looked like they were stacked on top of each other from a distance, yet up close they were spacious. Beautiful pastel, seaside colors. |
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| How could you not fall in love with this country - the warmth and love that one feels makes you want to come back and visit again and again. The bar was maybe 30 feet long by 10-15 feet wide. So small and cozy that you could stay all evening and feel like you were visiting family. |
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| Greg snapped this colorful picture of Bridget and I think it's one of my favorite pictures from this trip. She loves pink and it shows! |
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