Friday
We awoke to high thin clouds. Was the sunny day streak over? Nope. By noonish the sun was shining brightly. Elaine took a morning stroll into town. Later in the morning we headed to Binn Ban, small beach actually located in Dingle town. Our goal was a walk on the cliffs to Dingle’s lighthouse. Alas the path in that direction was closed off after a short walk because of “subsiding cliffs” – read erosion. So we turned around and walked the other side away from the lighthouse. Beautiful day. We met a guy from Philly then San Francisco who moved to Dingle six years ago. These photo courtesy of the Canon G7X.
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Then we drove into town for lunch at a new spot (for us). The James Long Pub right across from the harbor. Since the pandemic most of the pubs along the waterfront have installed outside sitting areas. Good idea. The James Long seating consisted of sturdy tall wooden tables – very comfortable. Elaine enjoyed mussels and a Killarney IPA while I had – egad! – a pepperoni pizza and a Guinness. Photos from here on are from the Samsung phone camera.
We stopped in to visit Gráinne at her Coach House shop, then retired home for reading, tv, naps, etc. Since we were going out at night, dinner consisted of grilled cheese sandwiches and chips. (First time ever my Dingle food consisted of a pizza and a grilled cheese sandwich.
At 7:30 PM we headed to An Diseart in town to attend a performance of “Catch of the Day”, part of the four day Feile na Bealtaine festival. The performance, based on truth, was hilariously both interesting and funny with music. In a nutshell, it’s all about fishermen, a sturgeon caught in Dingle, Queen Elizabeth, Eamon de Valera, and nuns. Weird, eh? There’s a great synopsis here. The crowd loved it! As did we. After the play we headed to O’Flaherty’s for libations and music. It was surprisingly quiet in the pub, but the cast from the play was there.
Then home to bed by about 11:30 PM. I’ve talked about Gráinne and her mother Marion. Here’s their picture (captured off the internet)