After getting lost in the mountains we found ourselves arriving in Dingle about an hour and a half behind schedule. In fact, we never actually pinpointed where our bed and breakfast was for the night. Instead we just drove around until we came across it. Prior to arriving I had exchanged emails with the owner, Katharine, and agreed that if we were going to be late we would call in and let her know. Unfortunately we never got around to doing this, so by the time we arrived the door was locked shut and we were stuck out on the sidewalk.
Fortunately the people in the pub across the street where more than helpful. The bartender called her on her cell and she raced down to open back up for us. While we were waiting, the owner of the shop next door came outside and offered his assistance as well. Nice people.
That night we followed the advice given to us by someone we had talked to on the street and made our way to a yellow pub down the street. After a few pints and about an hour’s worth of traditional Irish music we stepped outside for some fresh air and were told about the “fine hourses” at the races that weekend in Dingle.
With a long day behind us and another planned for the following, we enjoyed one more pint then headed back to our B&B, the Lantern Townhouse, for some rest.
In the morning we took a walk from the B&B and visited the church where the study abroad program for Sacred Heart University is based. After a quick, memorable tour of the church and a somewhat uncomfortable conversation with an English author about American culture, we walked towards the water with the hopes of taking a boat ride.
We spent the next hour chasing around Fungi the Dingle dolphin. It was a lot of fun, and even a bit funny to zoom back and forth with a bunch of boats going “there’s the dolphin!” every few minutes for an hour as if we had never seen one before. Then again, I suppose it isn’t every day you see a dolphin.
We finished our morning with lunch in a pub down by the water and then began our drive to Limerick.