How can you visit the County of Cork and not take a trip to
see the Blarney Castle and the Blarney Stone?
I guess that would be the same as living in Arizona and never seeing the
Grand Canyon. Wait, I have done
that! Since I was getting my trip to the
Cobh Heritage Center, the least I could do was go with my husband to the
Blarney Castle so that he could kiss the Blarney Stone.
The walk to the
actual castle from where we parked was beautiful. There was a river, bridge, beautiful trees
and plants and green everywhere you look (well, I guess that is Ireland in
general!). Then my husband somehow
convinced me to explore Badger Cave under the castle. What was I thinking? It was dark, rainy and muddy? Then every few minutes he snapped a photo
which caused me to become temporarily blinded!
Okay, enough of the caves and mud on my new jeans! And I didn’t find any
special passage to Cork either!
So, let’s
actually see the famous Blarney Castle. The
castle sits directly on a cliff of rock which formed the quarry for building
the castle. The walls slope gradually
inwards. The staircase is steep and
winding, but the views at the top are spectacular.
My husband did
kiss the Blarney Stone so now I guess he has the “gift of gab”. Actually I think it will just reinforce the
2% truth rule, which I now renamed the Blarney Rule! I personally did not kiss the stone but I did
partake in almost every other Irish tradition.
With having
only one full day in County Cork, we were going to make the most of it -- Blarney
Castle – done! Cobh Heritage Center –
done! I guess the only thing left is to
visit the Jameson Whiskey Distillery in Midleton. Well, the first thing you have to love at
Jameson’s is that they believe in recycling.
Look at this great chandelier.
Wonder if we can get one shipped home!
The tour at
Jameson’s was very informative! Irish
whiskey is triple distilled while Scottish whiskey is distilled twice and
American whiskey only once. This makes
Irish whiskey very smooth. It also doesn’t
have that smoky flavor of Scottish whiskey.
At the end of the tour, I rang the bell!
I think it means it time for a drink!
My husband was selected to participate in the taste test. So, I kept myself busy drinking my glass of
Jameson talking to an older Irish couple.
Wow, I’m feeling very Irish now -- much more than just my ¼ heritage! Jameson and ginger ale, anyone?
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