It’s on the winding down end of our trip and we have saved the best for last.
After traveling all over Ireland we can definitively say that there really is no where like Kerry or West Cork. It’s the most beautiful part of an extraordinarily beautiful country. We started our day by winding down through Killarney National Forest and talking about how much fun we had during our visit to Killarney and Muckross House with Poppa. I think this picture of Moma at Ladies’ View is frame-worthy.
One fun stop was the Avoca Woolen Mill. The stores are always so pretty. Scott got a very handsome navy blazer.
Right outside of the park is sweet Kenmare. We had a good lunch, laughed lots and shopped for the kiddos at Fat Face (a trip tradition). Mom got her picture made at Poppa’s coffee spot, Jam. Scott and I got her a cute new hat. Really fun day.
We arrived in Dingle at our favorite B&B in Ireland, The Lighthouse, just in time to leave our bags and head out for dinner. We had an excellent meal at the Boatyard and then went to O’Sullivan’s Court House Pub for music. Tommy O’Sullivan and several musicians played and it was fantastic. So great that we stayed out until midnight. Mom was the toast of the pub.
After a delicious breakfast on Tuesday we set out to enjoy our favorite Dingle spots — Holden Leathergoods, a drive around Slea Head, Murphy’s Pub for lunch, walking around town, stopping at O’Flaherty’s for a pint, more walking. Oh, and a new tradition — we dropped off our laundry and had it cleaned. So nice to go home with a suitcase full of clean clothes.
Monday night was so fun that we repeated it on Tuesday. Delicious dinner at the Boat Yard (and the staff there are so nice!) and more music at O’Sullivan’s. Mr. O’Sullivan even dedicated a song to my mom! I love seeing her meet people from all over. She is such a kind person that her sweet nature shines through to people who hardly know her! Such a good night and more fun memories. We even had a special toast to my dad at dinner. Will be hard to top this fun night.
Adare is a tiny little town that looks like it was plucked out of a fairy tale. It’s friendly and even a little bit fancy. I can’t think of another village in Ireland where one can by a Missoni bathrobe or DVF dress.
We love it because of the beautiful thatched cottages and cozy pubs. We rolled into town early Sunday morning looking forward to a day of relaxing. We were just in time to get a cup of coffee at The Good Room. The patio was perfect and sunny.
We spent the rest of the day browsing around the shops while Scott watched football in the pubs. We had lunch at our beloved Pat Collins and watched the Arsenal game at Aunty Lena’s.
Mom got the prettiest dress. It’s Italian and fits her perfectly. She’s calling it her Irish Italian dress.
We had an early dinner at the Dunraven Arms before checking in to Berkeley Lodge B&B, another Adare favorite. Really good day.
We started off our second full day of English adventuring with a stop at Anne Hathaway’s Cottage. The cottage itself was small, but very neat to see. The real treat at this stop was all the incredible flowers. Tulips were blooming everywhere and there were sculptures made of branches scattered across the property, many of which you could sit in and listen to some of Shakespeare’s famous verses. There was even a heart- shaped maze made from lavender plants.
We really owe our wonderful guide at Anne Hathway’s Cottage for telling us about Blenheim Palace. Each of us had heard of it, but our guide encouraged us to go, especially since we would pass it on our way to Oxford that evening. We purchased a garden pass and spent the afternoon roaming. Mom really wanted to see the gardens, as Capability Brown contributed to the landscape design.
Blenheim, the childhood home of Churchill, was one of the most stunning stops of our trip. We spent the afternoon wandering the gardens and before having high tea with champagne on the terrace. It was the sort of wonderful day that makes a memory
We made it to Oxford just in time to see the city’s most famous sites. Scott and I walked for two more hours later on that night in order to make the most of our time. Again, we were in a lovely hotel, the Macdonald Randolph Hotel in the center of Oxford.