Christmas and Wren’s Day

At Barack Obama Plaza on the Way Into Dingle

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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.

A Quiet Christmas Eve

It was overcast by dry except for brief sprinkles on Christmas Eve. We had a quiet day. Elaine went for a long walk early in the morning. While she was gone, I was doing the blog. Before she got home I drove into town to 1) pay Grainne the rest of the rent (which I forgot to do yesterday), 2) pick up an extra good bottle of wine for Christmas dinner and some more fire logs, and 3) have a walk around and start photographing all the pubs of Dingle.

Grainne Kavanagh at the Coach Store

We had lunch at home – sandwiches and potato crisps (not chips in Ireland!) I took a brief nap and then we went for another walk through town together. We stopped at the Dingle Pub for a pint and to wish our friends a Happy Christmas. Then we stopped at O’Flaherty’s to have a pint and to wish our friends a Happy Christmas. Good thing we only know people in two pubs.

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We had cocktails by our Christmas tree with a Tommy Makem and the Clancy Brothers Christmas CD playing. Dinners was home made Chicken Rogan Josh with peas. Delicious. For dessert we had scrumptious mini mince pies with whipped cream. Grainne gave us the pies (made by a friend of her’s). Even Elaine, not a mince pie fan, had to admit that these are delicious.

Then, guess what? BED! See you on Christmas. Happy Christmas to All and to All a Good Night.

The Pubs of Dingle Chapter One

The Twelve Pubs of Christmas

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Sunday – Typical Dingle weather – overcast and occasional rain, temperature in the upper 40’s. No sign of sun today. The long range forecast suggests we won’t see much sun while we are here.

Quiet day. We slept in, getting up at about 8:30 just as it started to get light out. In the morning we drove by the house we will be staying in when we return for six weeks in late April. It’s owned by the same lady, Grainne Kavanagh, from whom we rent this apartment at Water’s Edge House. She and her brother each owned two of the four apartments here. She has sold this one to help finance the house she is buying to live in herself. €435,000. She owns three other rental houses as well, and she owns and manages the Coach House, a high end interior design shop here in Dingle.

Water’s Edge House

We stopped in at the Coach House to deliver Grainne a Christmas present – a nice bottle of French wine. Then we stopped in a few shops to pick up some items we needed and also returned to Garvey’s SuperValu to get all the provisions that we didn’t get on our first visit yesterday. Oh, and we visited Jerry Kennedy’s butcher shop where Mr. Kennedy cut me off two delicious looking sirloin strips that will be Christmas dinner on Tuesday. And we picked up some locally grown Maharee’s potatoes at O’Connor’s Fruit and Veg. Best tasting potatoes in the world!

We had lunch at home and rested up for dinner tonight and a visit to a pub or two. Today is the traditional Twelve Pubs of Christmas when Dingle’s young go out in groups to have at least one drink in twelve different pubs. Oh, to be young again. Elaine and I do the Two Pubs of Christmas – the Dingle Pub and O’Flaherty’s.

Dinner was at James Ashe’s Bar and Restaurant, one of our favorite spots. Read their history on the link. We started with Kir Royales. Then I had six local Glenbeigh oysters (scrumptious!) while Elaine enjoyed Gambas Pil-Pil (Shrimp Spanish style). For our mains, I had the special, Monkfish Scampi, while Elaine ate Roasted Local Scallops and Pork Belly. A great French pinot noir. No desserts.

Then it was off to the pubs. A fun night. We were home by 11:00 and off to bed.

An Eventful Trip from Scottsdale to Dingle

First off, the camera has barely been touched. I think I’ve taken three pictures, so don’t expect a lot of pictures in this post.

Our flights were tiring. First was British Air from Phoenix to London Heathrow. It was as pleasant as a flight almost ten hours long can be. Premium Economy on British Air is not as nice as on Virgin Atlantic, but there was plenty of leg room (which is my major concern). We landed 30 minutes late due entirely to having had to circle Heathrow four or five times. Busy airport. (It was unrelated to the mess at Gatwick.) At Heathrow we had to transfer from Terminal 3 on arrival to Terminal 5 for our onward flight to Dublin. Our baggage was checked through, but oddly we had to clear UK immigration even though our onward destination was in Ireland. We would not have had to clear if our next destination was, say, Oslo.

There was four hours between flights but clearing immigration took close to an hour. Anyway, we had purchased lounge access in Terminal 5 and enjoyed free wine and food while we waited. After the short haul to Dublin, our problems started. Immigration was a breeze – I used my Irish passport for the first time. Baggage claim was anything but a breeze. My bag arrived. Elaine’s did not. Yikes! Anyway, the BA baggage people checked. Her suitcase was still in London and would arrive on the midnight flight.

We picked up our rental car without any issues. It’s blue (like our car on the Oregon/Washington/Idaho trip this past fall. So, the car’s name is Gorm. Gorm is Irish for Blue. Fiona is our SatNav (GPS) voice. We proceeded the two miles or so to the Crowne Plaza our checked into the Bucati Suite themed after Rosso Ducati motorcyles). Too late for food, but time enough for beers and wine in the hotel pub. Amazingly we met a young couple from Australia (he was Irish) who we discovered were related to Fergus O’Flaherty, the publican and lead musician at O’Flaherty’s Pub in Dingle.

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After a good night’s sleep we headed back to the airport to see if Elaine’s bag had arrived. After some minor problems connecting with the baggage people, I finally collected the bag, much to Elaine’s relief. Back to the hotel for breakfast in the club lounge and a quick change into newly arrived clothes, and then we were on the road to Dingle (a 4.5 hour drive).

On the drive we made two stops. First, a rest room and snack stop at Barack Obama Plaza in Moneygall. Second, an unexpected stop for my hour long nose bleed, an encore to my first ever nose bleed on the Monday before we left.

Finally we made it to Dingle, checked into our delightful Christmasly decorated apartment at Water’s Edge House. Then a shopping trip to SuperValu for groceries and a visit to the Dingle Pub for a short visit with our friend, publican Tom Geaney. Then it was back to Water’s Edge where Elaine cooked hamburgers with potatoes for a much needed and delicious dinner. Then bed! Back again tomorrow!

Our Very Own Christmas Tree

Getting Ready

Next Thursday we head to Dingle for our Irish Christmas Déjà Vu.  Much will be the same as last year, but some things will be different on this trip:

  • WordPress, the software with which I maintain the blog, has had a major upgrade.  It’s better but there are some differences.  Galleries are created differently, but they should look pretty much the same to readers.  I just have to be careful to construct the galleries properly.  Bear with me if I screw up.
  • I have semi-retired my super excellent Canon G16 camera.  In its place I am now using a Canon G7X Mark II.  It has a larger sensor and theoretically, therefore, the pictures should be even better.  But there will be a learning curve.  Again, bear with me and hope for the best.
  • I have to (by US law) use my US passport to enter and leave the USA.  But I can use my Irish (EU) passport in Ireland.  No big deal, but kind of cool.
  • To avoid getting snowed in for five days in Boston like last Christmas, we’ll avoid the east coast altogether.  We’ll fly British Air non-stop Phoenix to London Heathrow and connect with a quick flight to Dublin.  We’ll overnight at the airport in Dublin and drive to dingle (4.5 hours) the next morning.  Same itinerary coming back, again with a night at Dublin Airport.

We leave on December 20th.  The blog will probably commence on December 22nd once we have settled in to our digs in Dingle.  See you then.

Heading Home

As forecast, Sunday was a cloudy, rainy day.  We went to Gracie’s Sea Hag for breakfast and then spent the day packing, reading, napping, and snacking.  We had cocktails on a rainy balcony and dinner inside.  The fridge is empty.

It’s Monday morning now and soon we will be heading to Portland for the afternoon flight home.  That will end the blog for this trip.  The blog will be back for our Christmas trip to Dingle.  Thanks to everyone for the nice comments.  We both enjoy reading them all.

Cheers!

The Lincoln City Kite Festival

It had stopped raining when we got up on Saturday.  That meant we could take our separate walks. (Separate because we go at different speeds and because Elaine likes to go as soon as she gets up whereas I do not.)  More importantly, good weather means the Lincoln City Fall Kite Festival was a go!  It’s great fun.  It’s on the beach and the surf was pounding.  A “sneaker wave” came in and swept a young boy off the beach.  It could have been a disaster but a Portland firefighter at the festival saw what happened and went in and dragged him out from underwater.  A lot of people got soaked by the wave.  The show went on. Here are LOTS of videos and pictures.  Especially watch the last video.  That guy is a kite star.  He had performed earlier, but here he was well off to the side just practicing techniques with no one watching (but me).

KITE FESTIVAL VIDEOS

KITE FESTIVAL PHOTOS

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We stayed for a couple of hours and then headed home.  Given tomorrow’s forecast, today would be our last chance to enjoy sun on the balcony, so we did.  The surf was pounding.  We love watching the Pacific.

We went out to dinner at the Bay View Thai Kitchen.  It’s really quite good.  The servers are delightful and the food is authentic.  Elaine had vegetarian red curry with coconut milk, bamboo shoots, eggplant, bell peppers, and basil.  I had beef prik khing: stir-fried green beans with bell peppers, basil and red curry paste..  After dinner we stopped in at the eclectic Gracie’s Sea Hag  for a cocktail.  It’s our go to breakfast place in Depoe Bay, but we were last in the bar two or three years ago.  It was like we had never left.  It’s the only bar I know with an indoor fire pit.  And the same Ray Charles imitator was still performing.

Tomorrow (Sunday) is our last full day in Depoe Bay.  Not much planned and the weather looks wet, so there may or may not be a final post.  We fly home from Portland on Monday afternoon.  Happy Columbus Day to all.  Happy Thanksgiving to any Canadians reading this.  Back in the day, this was often a weekend spent in Montreal.

Rain

Friday was our first all day steady rain – sometimes light, sometimes heavy.  It’s the first day it rained from morning to night.  We have just had fabulous weather.  So, with the rain, we did almost nothing.  We did go downtown to the Chowder Bowl for lunch since someone told us they had the best clam chowder around.  They do not.  It was just OK but the onion rings were great.  Other than that, we stayed home.  We watched the Red Sox squeak out game one against the dreaded Yankees.

We are hoping for a decent Saturday morning so we can enjoy the Lincoln City Fall Kite Festival.  That’s really the last item on our agenda.  We are about ready to head home.  Our flight from Portland is Monday afternoon.

No pictures today.  The camera never budged on Friday.