On our way from Kinsale to Wicklow today, we stopped at the Rock of Cashel. The Rock is a mass of stone piled systematically atop a hill in order to form a habitation. It was a castle where kings lived until the thirteenth century or so, when it was repurposed…
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03 Sep
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Older: Walking distance
O, colourful Kinsale. I started this post yesterday, but stopped when I realised that no post about Kinsale could be complete without dozens of pictures of colour-saturated stucco. I probably should have taken pictures of more monuments and landmarks, but no matter. Enjoy. (Maybe that gallery worked? I blame PHP…
Newer: Garden of Erin
Wicklow is called the Garden of Ireland. By colonists, who usurped the land from its Irish inhabitants and refused to give it back for centuries, or ever. (The Irish make light of their subjugated past now, but even this good-naturedness helps me to sympathise with fomenting dissent. There’s this quintessentially…