We stopped here, because it was a "hidden treasure from Trafalgar" a cemetary and monument to the victims of the potato famine in the 1800s.
The castle where on the opposite side folk climb the steps to kiss the stone.
Also on the other side of the grounds are gardens of varying types. My favourite is the Poison Garden. Where various types of poison plants of differing capabilities of killing are planted. The stronger ones are in the middle of a bed and have a secure fence around them.
And at our hotel we had prints in the halls. And I was happy to discover some of my favourite artist. A. Bourgereau http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William-Adolphe_Bouguereau
After setting up our hotel accommodation we headed off to our dinner called "be my guest". The first thing at the dinner was to see and taste home made butter. Some people got a chance to turn the butter, but we did not have time to wait.
This is one of two tables, of course they had home made wine. But they knew about my sulphite allergy and gave me a couple of fingers of Jameson.
The entertainment was really good, the singers were very good. And the dancer was a youngster who was also good.
We got back and I took a few shots in the blue hour.
The next blog will be of the area around Kilarney and onto the Ring of Kerry
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