August 16
We woke up early on the morning of the 16th to get started on our drive to Dublin. According to Google Maps, the drive straight through from Tralee to Dublin is a little over three hours. However, as per usual, we would not be going straight through. We were instead headed south first to County Cork and Blarney Castle!
Blarney Castle is probably one of the most popular tourist attractions in Ireland, however we got there early enough that the line to get in the castle was fairly short. The castle itself is imposing as you walk up to it. It's set on top of a hill and the stone walls lean in slightly the higher they go, giving the impression that it's taller than its actual height. Megan, Kris, and I got in line right away and slowly made our way up the castle. There were signs along the way explaining what each part of the castle was used for. The stairs used to go up the towers were tight spiral stone staircases with stone walls encasing them and only a thick rope bolted into the center column to help you keep your balance. Because the walls narrow the higher you get, the staircases also narrow. At one point, I had to turn sideways to comfortably get through. Luckily, that was at the very top, because then we were finally on top of the ramparts and able to see the stone!
Both Megan and Kris opted to kiss the Blarney stone, but I did not. This was partially because of not wanting to put my mouth where thousands of other mouths had been (I saw disinfectant, but did not see it being used frequently) and partially because of how you have to kiss the stone. For those who don't know, in order to kiss the Blarney stone, you have to lay on your back and lean backwards off the edge of the ramparts with about a 100ft drop below you. So I just took pictures instead.
After kissing the Blarney Stone, we headed back down a different set of spiral stone staircases, stopping occasionally to wander through rooms and read about the historical use of them. Pro-tip, medieval castles are smaller than you think (the current Blarney Castle was built in 1446). They built castles to be secure, not luxurious. The largest room was the great hall and that was maybe thirty feet long and fifteen wide. It was really cool to be able to walk through the rooms though and try to imagine how they might have looked when in use.
We finally made it out of the castle and proceeded to the gardens. Blarney Castle grounds has a poison garden with an abundance of plants that can kill a person if not used properly or heal them if given in correct doses. There were small signs by each that told what it was, what parts were dangerous, symptoms of poisoning, and notable facts. For instance, did you know that during WWII, many soldiers died because rhubarb was recommended as a food source while in the field? However the leaves of the rhubarb plant contain oxalic acid which can cause difficulty breathing, convulsions, and death.
After the gardens was Badger Cave. This is a small cave below the castle that residents may have used to escape during the Cromwell raids in the early 1600s. You can't go far into the cave anymore, but they were still pretty interesting!
Once we'd explored all we could, we went for lunch at a nearby deli. I had a croque monsieur (toasted ham and cheese sandwich with melted cheese on top of the sandwich too) and crisps (potato chips). We did some shopping after that and had a bit of ice cream as a treat before getting back on the bus.
From there, it was straight on to Dublin! We only made one stop in Cashel to see the Rock of Cashel (a rocky outcropping with two abbeys built on it, supposedly a place where St. Patrick preached) and to use bathrooms. After almost three and a half hours of driving, we finally made it to Dublin and found our hotel. We were staying in Cassidy's on O'Connell Street, nearly the center of the city. Our tour director, David, offered a walking orientation tour as he always did and we went with to get our bearings around the city. Along the way we saw the peace garden, the Spire (a nearly 400ft tall metal spike towering over the city, and sometimes called the "stiletto in the ghetto" by the locals), the General Post Office (where a final shoot out happened during the Irish civil war in 1917 - you can still see many bullet holes in the stone columns and angel statues), O'Connell bridge, and Temple Bar. This is where David left us and Kris, Megan, Stacy, Meg, and I wandered off to find dinner. We found a great Italian place called Luigi Malone's. I had alfredo funghi (mushroom alfredo).
After dinner we headed back to the hotel and called it a night.
(Rock of Cashel)