June 12, Wednesday Dublin
to Blarney
I did get that elusive early
start, gravitating to the internet equipped laptop in the breakfast room while
I waited for my Irish breakfast. Yay! Why I keep tasting the blood pudding is
beyond me though…. I’ll leave that to
the Irish, Scots, Brits, etc. The bus
took only an hour this time, I met Lorraine, got her signed up as a driver on
my car, and headed out. It rained on and
off as we made our way down various motorways M1, M50, M7, M9, N7, N10, with an
R road thrown in there while we went way off course, on purpose, but pretty, to
get some diesel.


It took us some extra
time to find the Pine Forest B&B just outside Blarney, since Google maps mislocated
it. It was the only one I’d not been
able to find using Street View before leaving home. We
were looking for it from a different road maybe a mile away, and driving a
little slowly, I pulled off into the entrance of a housing development, and the
car behind me also pulled in. We noticed
she was waving at us, and then we realized she wanted to help us find our
way. She gave us extremely accurate
directions, amazed she knew our B&B.
I’d heard the Irish were friendly, and this underscores that. I’m sure we would have been searching for a
long time. We were starving by this
time. The B&B was one of the nice
ones in a large private home on extensive grounds with lovely gardens. Our hostess was very nice and welcoming. All these mistakes cost us the opportunity to
see Blarney Castle grounds that evening.
I’d thought for sure we could walk around the outside castle grounds late
(since sun doesn’t set till 10), but noooo.
She sent us a few miles
away to an absolutely wonderful pub (Blair House) for some great food. I had a special – pork with apple crisp on top,
assorted veg (which I’m lately finding is carrot, broccoli and turnip), and for
the two of us to share, a plate of three gigantic new potatoes! There was another plate with lots of root
vegetables! Got back to the B&B,
had a nice time talking with a few of the other guests, one of whom, was a
young woman from Georgia who had just arrived in Ireland that morning. It was her first flight anywhere, and she had
been delayed, majorly, jet lagged, etc. but was holding up really well. So we talked some more about routes for the
next couple of days, our hostess giving us suggestions about routes for
upcoming days headed towards Kerry and Dingle peninsulas, and Killarney
National Park, and even Cliffs of Moher, with tips on how to plan including the
weather (i.e. if you get to this place and can’t see the far shore, abort this
part of the route and go this other way, and do this other thing). This proved to be invaluable advice, and we
didn’t have the kinds of costly mistakes as before. We ordered our specific breakfast for the
morning (this B&B offers more than the usual Irish, with salmon and waffles
as two other options). We’re still not
sure what we are going to do in the morning, but weather will dictate to some
extent.
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