After an early breakfast this morning, Eric and I picked up our car and headed out into the Irish countryside to find our way through some ruins en route to County Cork. The conversation in the car went something like this:
Me: “The cab driver told you to “just think left.” So, just think left.
Eric: “Got it. Just think left. Just think left. Just think… SHEEEEEEEP!”
Now, wouldn't it be funny if I then told you that he barreled through a herd of sheep? It would, but then I'd be lying.
No, no sheep were harmed during today's drive, but we definitely saw a lot of them. And when I say “a lot” I mean that towards the end of the day's drive the interjection of “sheep!” became so common that we hardly noticed it in the conversation.
Eric: “I wonder how Lily's cold is doing. She sounded like she was going to sheep hack up a lung last night.”
Me: “I know. I should really tell my mom to sheep keep an ear out and sheep listen for any sheep rattling in her lungs.”
All joking aside we hit some really neat ruins today. We started the day stopping at Glendalough, an old monastery that was founded by St. Kevin (a different St. Kevin from yesterday's post) around 500-600 AD (He died in 617AD and is said to be have 120 years old at his passing.)
Next we hit Cashel Rock and if you're like me the second I heard “Cashel Rock” I had the “Fraggle Rock” theme song in my head. If you are… then you're welcome. 😉
After visiting Cashel Rock we had our fill for ruins, and the wind, for a day so we packed up and drove the rest of the way into Cork. The shopping district here is gorgeous, open and inviting. If we had the time and money I fear I would spend a lot of it in Cork! But now it's time to talk to my darling girls (who seem even more darling now that I've been away from them for four days!) and then sleep.
Tomorrow we start with a short trip to Blarney Castle and then a nice drive down the coast to see a stone circle. Good night, friends and thanks for coming along with me on my Ireland vacation!