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Christmas Day is Dingle’s quietest day of the year, so there not a lot to report. We slept late. Elaine made breakfast. The eggs in Europe taste so much better than at home. And we had rashers of bacon from Micilín Muc (Mikey the Pig). Yummy
After breakfast we took a long into town one way and back over the hill past the house we will be staying in come April. It was mercifully dry. In fact it hasn’t rained much at all save for our first day here. And it’s relatively mild – temps in the mid 40’s. Everything in Dingle was closed, as expected, except for St Mary’s Church, so we had a look around and lit some candles.
A Walk Through Dingle Town
We had cocktails in front of the tree and opened the presents that Santa left. A 2019 Dingle calendar for me. And two sets of string lights from Grainne’s shop for Elaine that she wanted for Christmas 2019 in Scottsdale.
Dinner was at home. Beautiful hand cut strip steaks from Mr Kennedy’s. Potatos au gratin. Locally grown carrots. And a nice bottle of French pinot noir. Alas, there are no local wines in Ireland, but we make do.
Since I have a bit of a bug, it was off to bed early for a long night’s sleep.
Wren’s Day (Boxing Day, St Stephen’s Day)
Still a bit under the weather, but I soldiered on as best I could. I stopped in SuperValu in the morning for some nice cheese and crackers and grapes for tonight’s dinner. Elaine made hamburgers for lunch and I had a last nap before we headed into town.
I’ll let pictures tell the story. We had drinks, as usual, in O’Flaherty’s and the Dingle Pub. We also stopped in a new pub (for us), Nelliefreds. The bartender was a hoot and we made friends with a local named Neville who had previously worked in both O’Flaherty’s and the Dingle Pub. In fact, we talked to lots of nice people during the day. Sarcastic Trump masks are a very popular costume.