Marsheaux, Marshall, O’Marsh

My dad will tell you a sure sign of a great wedding is sore feet. Needless to say, we slept in some Tuesday.

Josie had arranged to get some senior photos taken by my cousin’s photographer husband, Jeremy. So generous of his time and talents, he found some amazing locations. Fog drifted away and the sun began to pierce through clouds as we reached the scouted location. It was pretty epic. We all chuckled as he asked Josie to look over her left shoulder… your other left. (I’m convinced there is no smarter human in the world who more commonly messes up her left/right).

I knew the girls would particularly enjoy visiting the goat farm. The were lucky enough to not only pet and feed, but also hold and bottle one of the younger lambs- just six weeks old.

We left later than expected for Galway, but happy having experienced more of the Dingle countryside.

Galway was a short and relatively simple drive. We were hoping to cut down the drive to Belfast. We are at the famous Kings Head bar. Typical pub food- including giant burgers and some of our favorite chips were devoured. We topped the night walking through the Latin Quarter having grabbed some Murphys Ice Cream- which is made in Dingle!

Tomorrow it’s off to Northern Ireland- Belfast.

For another time in Dingle:
Boat tour
Horseback riding
Cliff jumping?
More pubs and music and dancing
More ice cream
Dingle recreation area featuring putt and othersWeiterlesen