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Tuesday, Nov 19,
2002
It wasn't until
mid-morning that it finally hit us that we were in Ireland.
The rain cleared up a bit, and we were able to open our
windows and drink on the magnificence of the Wicklow Mountains
in the distance as we drove south.
Early in the
afternoon we arrived in the medieval town of Kilkenny. This
was such a cute little place, even with all the rain (yes, it
started once more). Our B&B host had notified us that she was going to be out for the
day (doctor's appointment), so we decided
to go into town and walk around.
We decided that
Kilkenny itself was going to be our sight to see for the day,
so we simply wandered up and down the streets, taking a break
to have a lunch of tomato and Dubliner cheese sandwhiches.
Yum! Kilkenny is beautiful; medieval and quaint, it seemed
magical in the mid-afternoon mist. That was our first taste of
the magic of Ireland.
We made it back to
our B&B, the Hillgrove,
settled in and took a 2 1/2-hour nap. By the time we
woke up it was 5:30 p.m. and it was dark as midnight! We had
forgotten that, being so far north, the days were really
short. Undaunted, we went to town to a place recommended by
our host, Mrs. Drennan, a place called Kyteler's Inn, a 14th
century inn in the middle of town, once belonging to a woman
named Alice Kyteler who had been accused of witchcraft and
fled town only to have her maid go to the stake for her.
Wonderful history and great food, too!
Yvette
& Danny inside Kyteler's Inn.
Nov. 19, 2002
Yvette outside
Kyteler's Inn.
Nov. 19, 2002
After dinner we went
walking around Kilkenny, eventually going to a pub almost at
the edge of the town proper called "The Pump House",
where we had some pints of cider and beer. Seeing as how tired
we were from the flight and the last few days leading up to,
and then the wedding, we decided to go back and go to sleep.
Wednesday, Nov
20, 2002
Yvette in
front of the Hillgrove B&B. I can only imagine those bushes in
full bloom in the spring (our rental car is the one hiding behind the VW beetle).
Nov. 20, 2002
Irish mornings are
amazing, full of mist and cold, evoking a sense of magic. We
gathered up our stuff, had a wonderful breakfast, and set out
for our next destination, the Rock of Cashel, on our way to
Dingle.
Next: Rock
of Cashel
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