On a grey-sky day, Jesse and I set out on a bus to Blarney Castle with a single goal of kissing the famous Blarney Stone. Blarney is a beautiful and very old area. The castle itself is roughly 600 years old and comes with tunnels/dungeons beneath the castle, an old watch tower, old battlements, a butt-load of history and of course, a poison garden. "Poison Garden?!" you say? No, I don't mean "poisson" garden for who would have a fish garden? That's just ridiculous! Silly people, don't you know that no castle is complete without its own poison garden? We first went beneath it, checking out where they kept their bad guys, then on to an old watch tower, and next the battlements and the poison garden. Finally, we went inside. After going through small stone doorways into small and large stone rooms and up a spiral stone staircase, we were at the top and we had some kissing to do. It was basically "wam bam thank you ma'am." It was over that quick--but, dont' get me wrong, it was still pretty neat. The view from the top of the castle is spectacular and the area around was a lovely shade of green. From the castle, we walked a short ways to an old Earl's house, but we couldn't go inside because it was an actual private residence. By then we were kinda tired so we didn't really care and hopped the next bus back to Cork.
----A little game for you guys is to see if you can spot the pigeon in one of our pictures. We didn't even see it until we went through the pictures for the blog.----
[Colleen]
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