Portmagee Day 1

We started the next morning with a delicious home made Irish breakfast. Irish pudding is my new favourite thing. It's basically oats mixed with pork and spices and you fry it in a pan with some butter. I adore it! There is also black pudding which is good but when I found out it's that color because they put blood in it, it sort of lost its appeal. Traditional Irish breakfasts consists of white and black irish pudding, irish sausage (the best sausage ever), fried eggs, and a fried tomato. No complaints from me! While we enjoyed our breakfast some girl was crying in the other room. I felt incredibly awkward for the owner of the B and B but she handled it tremendously well. After traveling now for almost three weeks I completely understand how the crying backpacker felt. When you are so overtired and haven't had a good nights sleep in weeks any little thing that goes wrong will evoke tears. I've cried at least 3 times in the past week. 


After breakfast we headed back into town. We found a place called the Garden of Senses but we only ended up using maybe two senses so I was a little disappointed. They just barely get away with using the plural tense. It was pretty cool though even without the other 3 senses.

After enjoying the heightening of our sense of sight and smell we saw Irish Riley again and he took us to a beautiful bridge over a rushing river. 

We stopped for a photo op and then proceeded to do a bit of shopping. My mom would be proud! 

We checked out of the B and B (I can't find the and symbol on this keyboard in case you were wondering) and continued on our journey around the ring of Kerry. The Ring of Kerry is stunning. We saw a gorgeous beach and stopped to walk it. Since it was our honeymoon and all I thought it appropriate to write Erin and Danielle in the sand with a heart around it. <3 <3 <3

After the beach we stopped for some terrible lunch. Serves us right for going to the spot all the tour buses were stopped at. The view was pretty amazing but the food was shit. Continuing on to Portmagee we had to stop at Skellig Chocolate. They offered a free tasting session and each piece of home made chocolate was more delicious than the last. We shared the best hot chocolate I've ever experienced in my life then continued on.

 We couldn't find our hostel so we asked the cutest little old Irish lady for directions. I wasn't paying attention because I only focused on how adorable she was so it was lucky that Danielle was listening. The hostel was really nice. It looked new with polished wooden steps and everything had that new building smell. I liked that about it. The kitchen was very nice as well. The pans were newer, which now having been to several hostels, was a blessing and a rarity. Once we settled in I worked out. I decided on 50-40-30-20-10 pushups and double unders with a 150 m run in between each round. It was miserable but Danielle sat close by to say the occasional word of encouragement. Afterwards we had a mediocre dinner at the Fishermans bar in town. Portmagee was my favourite town in Ireland. It was a tiny fishing village that smelled like the sea. The main strip in town was simply one road against the water with a few fishing boats at the pier and the air was thick and salty. The stores and restaurants were all painted different colors. Portmagee also contained the toilet that won best toilet award! What a town!