it's a gorgeous day here in kinsale. i'm about 18 miles south of cork and it's lovely. a real tourist town, and i've been into every shop, but the sky is blue and the harbor is sparkling. it's rather crowded here today but it's sunday so i'm not surprised.
i arrived on thursday. my b&b does not have hot pots in the rooms for tea (as most of them do) but instead offers free coffee or tea in the breakfast room whenever you want it. each time i've had tea i end up talking with one of the women who work at the b&b-- usually for an hour or two. it's so nice! my room is pure luxury compared to the hostels i've been staying in and i feel like i'm experiencing more just by talking to those ladies over tea. at the hostels i haven't met many people and have paid a lot of money for funky, uncomfortable accomodations. for a little more money plus a humungoid breakfast, the b&bs are so much more worth it.
it was cold and damp and drizzly when i arrived-- i actually bought a little wool cap to keep warm-- but today i'm walking and walking and walking all over the place in a t-shirt. tuesday i head to dingle for five nights, then galway for four nights, then ennis for one night before i fly to paris for four nights. then home. i recently changed my hostel accomodations in galway to a b&b. it's the only way to go. i'm too old for hostels!