Between gusts of wind, we saw Guinness Lake from above, walked through the immense Corkagh Park, slipped into Ikea without meatballs for me, and said goodbye to Uncle Joan at the airport.
🇮🇪 From Cork to Dublin with Uncle Joan
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Amidst storms and ruins, I discovered a giant dolmen, a haunted castle and the paths of Glendalough. I posed like a canine archaeologist while Daddy Edu and Uncle Joan battled the rain.
Between medieval castles, free showers, and impossible barriers, I ended the day like a top dog guarding a car park next to a cemetery.
I slept soundly in the forest until Dad took me to Cahir and Cashel, where the castles left me out of the picture. In Kilkenny, I made up for it by playing like crazy with fallen little apples.
We explored Cork with its English Market, imposing cathedral, and vibrant murals. The storm caught up with us, but we continued on to Scaragh Woods, a better hideaway than expected.
Entre chubascos esquivados, cafés con pastel, música de órgano y murallas en forma de estrella, descubrimos Kinsale de arriba abajo y cerramos el dÃa con paseo por los bosques de Ballymartle.
Amid sudden sirens, ships sleeping in the mud and forest paths, the day held its treasure: the return of Uncle Joan, my joy turned into a leap.