With only a night’s stop in Killarney we decided to check out its well known National Park by horse and cart, a popular means to travel through the expansive land.
As I’ve said before, I am a sucker for vast amounts of greenery because I come from Western Australia which has very little rainfall each year and consequently means there’s not a lot of opportunity to see lush landscapes.
So scenes like this make me extremely happy since Killarney’s National Park is full of such views.
Most of us couldn’t understand a single word our ‘driver’ was saying since his accent was so thick, but luckily our friend Dave was able to decipher some of his language so he acted as translator.
Pretty sure this meant Guinness is good for you!
One of the best places I ate in all of Ireland had to be a pub in Killarney called O’Donoghue’s.
Our waitress was so attentive and unbelievably kind, she whipped around that entire place doing every role there is in a bar – she was amazing!
I ordered clam chowder, my friends had a thai curry and baked potatoes (too massive to possibly finish entirely) .
The serving sizes were generous and everything was delicious.
Lastly what I loved about this town was its brutal honesty.
And the disregard for any concrete timings. Gotta love it.
About an hour from Killarney is Blarney Castle, home of the infamous Blarney Stone.
If you kiss the said stone it is believed it will give you the gift of the gab, which is why thousands of tourists flock to see it.
I definitely wouldn’t say it is a must do site but the grounds surrounding the castle are quite lovely and I enjoyed them despite the drizzle!