Ahhhh this morning was rough!
Stopping short of a hang over from last night's entertainment and several pints later, some IDIOT set the fire alarm off at 4.45am! There was no staff member on duty at the hostel, so the emergency response was somewhat lacking, we drifted out into the cold air of Killarney, only to see the main staff member rock up from a pub looking furious, mouthing off and sent us back to bed...
Good thing there was no fire huh?
A couple of hours later it was breakfast - toast - and a jaunting trip (horse and cart) around Killarney National Park. Two of the men taking us on the ride were two of the firies that had responded to the alarm, so ... needless to say ... they were not happy with us. But neither were we with the plonker who set the alarm off!
The national park land was stunning. The air was cold, and several members of our group were possibly still drunk from the morning they had drifted back to the hostel. But Delilah the horse pulling our cart knew the way, and went slow. There is several lakes in the park, along with mountains, including the highest mountain in Ireland. We past joggers, a man and his dog, and several people on bicycles. Crazy, the lot of them!
Eventually the jaunting tour ended, and we had to quickly stuff shut our bags and drag them down to the bus, or be threatened with being left behind! New bus, smaller group, Seany settled down. He really isn't that bad a fellow. Little different maybe. As his mother once told him "Seany, you're not special, you're just different". And it's pretty true.
We stopped through a seaside town called Cobh, where many ships (including the Titanic and the Lusitania) came into port. It was a quite little town, with winding little streets and brightly painted buildings lining the streets. I had a little boy see me taking photos (he ran through the shot, and became interested) and asked to see what I was doing... He was so polite in asking as well!
Eventually it was time to move on. We continued onto Cork, where when we finally arrived - sleep deprivation kicked in and in not time flat, the lot of us were sleeping. One lass was doing a unique 4 day tour, so instead of sleeping, she when to Blarney Castle, to actually say she visited it.
Sleep came easy, with my camera caught in the bend of my elbow as I slept...
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