Friday

Well, Friday was an interesting day. I woke up sick with a cold that I am sure was given to me by the Aussies on the trip because they were all coughing the past few days. We headed on the road and focused most of the day on travel. Along our travels, we went out on the Dingle Peninsula where I bought cold medicine, Mike and I purchased hurlies and slitters (hurling equipment), and visited the statue of a dolphin named Fungie who lives in the bay.

We departed for the bay, heading for Inch Beach, which is known for its surfing. We arrived at the beach and a few of us guys were dead set on swimming on this side of the Atlantic, mind you the air tempature was about 65 degrees and the water temparture was about 55 degrees. We changed in the local toilets, walked onto the beach and ran full on into the ocean, I tripped and fell a bit but continued on. The ocean water helped clear me up a bit and we swam for about ten minutes until our limbs became numb. We made our way out onto the beach where we toweled off got changed and had lunch (a bowl of Irish mushroom soup, which puts Cryan's to shame) and a cup of hot tea. 

We made it back onto the bus and headed to Kilarney. Once there, several people took a horse and buggy ride around the town, others went horse back riding and Mike and I headed into town. I found out then I had twisted my ankle running into the waves. Our search for an ankle brace started and I was able to procure one and mend myself right up. We walked around visiting shops and came across a car with a couple who had just been wed. We found a cupcake shop and had banging chocolate peanut butter cupcakes. 

We left and continued on to our last stop of the day, Cork. Cork is the second largest city in Ireland and was an interesting walk about. The hostel was like a maze and we slept 16 to a room which was not fun at all especially since most of the room went out drinking for a last big party night. Mike and I had decided fatigue was setting in and we needed to relax a bit. We headed out and walked around, had fish and chips and seafood chowder. We saw a stereotypical Irish man drunk and peeing on a wall. We even passed a traditional Irish wake. We made it back to the hostel by 10pm and began settling in. The rest of the tour group got in around 4am It was a fun day but we were definitely feeling the last few days.