The next morning we woke up early and set out for the Cliffs of Moher. We were a bit nervous because it was raining really hard in Killarney when we left and we had been warned that if the weather is really bad at the cliffs, you can't see them because they are covered in mist. We decided to take our chances and went anyway.
It was a bit of a drive, but as always, we enjoyed the scenery along the way.
We were lucky and had a break in the rain when we made it to the cliffs and we were able to see them in all their glory.
It was really windy at the top-- and chilly!
O'Brien's Tower: built in 1835 by Cornelius O'Brien, a descendent of Brian Boru, the High King of Ireland. I know I have O'Brien's in my family tree-- maybe we're related!
Making the trek back down to the car.
After the cliffs we headed towards the Dingle Penninsula. We missed catching the Shannon Ferry by about 5 minutes. I was really bummed, but it ended up being a good thing. During our spare hour we went into a nearby town and hit up a yummy bakery and pharmacy. Davis got thrush while we were over there, and luckily, the pharmacy just gave us the medicine to treat it, no questions asked. I wish things ran more like that here in the states!
Riding the ferry. Ours is the little blue car in the middle :)
Our drive to Dingle was really beautiful. I kept telling Sean it looked just like the Ireland I have always pictured in my mind.
Beautiful countryside broken up into sections by hedges, and of course, sheep everywhere.
Cool beach on the Dingle Pennisula
I'd heard a lot of good things about the city of Dingle and it was really charming. We walked through the main streets and did a little shopping before the stores closed.
Love these colorful boats. And I love the sheep on the hill in the background!
We made the trek back to Killarney, stopping at a pub in a nearby town for dinner (where we saw an Irish man drain a whoooooooole lot of Guiness). We were now down to our last day in Ireland!