Dingle Peninsula

A cat outside my window has awoken me early here in the westernmost part of Europe—the Dingle peninsula.

I’ve officially turned sixty and it’s OK!

I had two shots of Bailey’s before ascending the iconic Cliffs of Moher. Highly recommend.

The sun came out yesterday and it was spectacular.

View from Slea Head Drive, Dingle Peninsula

I took a selfie with an owl (that takes skill people)

I’ve been to at least four pubs and had my first Guinness, which I liked. (I got a half pint, which you can do.) I’ve learned I do not like straight whisky.

Music abounds.

They have free healthcare and college here! And I have not seen a single American chain—no Starbucks, no Dunkin, no McDonald’s. Weed is illegal here. So…🍻!