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.
🇮🇪 From Cork to Dublin with Uncle Joan
Entre chubascos esquivados, cafés con pastel, música de órgano y murallas en forma de estrella, descubrimos Kinsale de arriba abajo y cerramos el día con paseo por los bosques de Ballymartle.
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.
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.
Entre castillos medievales, duchas gratis y barreras imposibles, terminé el día como un rey perruno vigilando un aparcamiento junto a un cementerio.