Visited Blarney Castle this morning. It was magnificent! But it's not the nice, even castles of Merlin or Camelot. This castle had a lot of uneven floors, twisty passageways, and tiny stairs going up and down. Still, it was very large. And I'm sure it was wonderful in it's day. The famed Blarney stone was all the way upstairs. I did kiss the stone, but you've got to do it laying on your back and upside down. Thank goodness for the modern iron bars keeping you from falling to your death!



After the castle, we went on a walk through the poison garden where there were all kinds of beautiful but deadly flowers and bushes on display. We also walked through the Rock Close nearby where there were a number of small caves, waterfalls, and witches dens.

Then we visited the Queenstown train museum. This is the last port that the Titanic stopped before the fateful runin with the iceberg. And the Lusitania which was torpedoed a hundred miles off the coast.
Finally, we made it back to the inn in Killarney for dinner. Then off to a pub for drinks. We had a great time with Jean Paul, Tammy, and Nicole, but no live band. Later, Brian the tour guide and Danny the bus driver showed up and added to the hilarity.