So on to Sneem!

As we were leaving the baggage collection area, we could hear Irish music playing. I was wondering who would be playing at 6:15 am at Shannon Airport. It was the Boston Tulla Ceili Youth group. About a dozen kids were playing Irish melodies - it was the best welcome to Ireland that I ever received!!

We had a mini fry up in the airport restaurant before picking up our car at Dan Dooley’s.  I don’t think I have ever driven a Renault before. This is a nice looking and roomy car. Only problem is that there is no manual with it. I stalled out as we were leaving the parking lot - I always rent a standard car. I have a 2010 Toyota Corolla at home - nothing fancy. I had to get the bloke who brought us the car to show me how to start it!! I couldn’t find any keys on the steering column! Did I feel stupid when he showed us that the “keys” are a flat card that you insert under the CD player - then you push a button to start the car! But you also have to push the button to turn it off as well! He also showed us how to work the radio and the heater. We were off!

It was daylight so that was great, but the sun was right at eye level and the glare made it difficult reading signs even with sun glasses. But we drove along to Limerick with only one problem - we couldn’t work the radio - we couldn’t get one station! Even after the guy showed us how to work it!

Did that sign say toll road? What was that about a tunnel? I haven’t been to Ireland for maybe 3 or 4 years. There was no toll road or tunnel the last time I was here. Thank goodness Johnny had a few euros - we were able to pay the toll and enter Limerick’s Big Dig. And that it is what the tunnel reminded me of - Boston’s Big Dig - although it is not nearly so long. We don’t know what the tunnel went under, but we don’t remember seeing the Shannon river!

I hate all the bypasses - I know there was a lot of traffic in the cities and towns, but it was a more interesting drive as you passed through them. We saw horses but hardly any cattle - a few sheep. We saw daffodils in Kerry! Spring! I decided to protest and drove through Castleisland thus avoiding the bypass. It was after 10 am by this time but the place was dead. Buildings were empty - plenty of parking spaces - no one on the streets - it was almost like a ghost town. Reminded me of Buzzards Bay as you get to the Cape. Route 28 was the way to the Bourne Bridge across the Cape Cod Canal - it passes right through Buzzards Bay which always seemed busy to me. When I was young, my father’s car would be packed as we headed to Falmouth Heights for our 2 week vacation. I remember bumper to bumper traffic in Buzzards Bay. Every place seemed busy. Now it is a ghost town since they bypassed the area with routes 495 and 25 which are highways leading directly onto the Bourne Bridge. This is what I was thinking passing through Castleisland. 

I still get that thrill as we approach Castleisland and can see the mountains in the distance - snow on them today. I feel excited - like I am coming home. 

We stopped in Killarney and picked up 2 cheap cell phones. It was not too busy in the town today - no big changes - I was able to find the Vodaphone store without problem. Then I headed out to Moll’s Gap. I love that drive over the mountains - the Cork Road to Kenmare is not for me. The narrow twisty roads are gone, but there is something about climbing up and down though the mountains that I love. The scenery is always changing as the sun peeks in and out between the clouds. The view just above Ladies’ view is so impressive. I took the Kenmare Road at Molls’ Gap - of course neither the shop at Ladies’ View or Molls’ Gap is open. I love this drive into Kenmare almost as much as the drive to Sneem that I usually take. The views are breath taking.

Johnny called Monica to meet us for lunch in Kenmare. But first we stopped at Eamon’s - The Roughty Bar - to see my pal, Mike Lynch. His brother Dan is married to Johnny’s sister Monica. I don’t know why but I just love this guy. I wish I knew him better - I think he has a lot of stories to tell. But today he bought me a glass of Bailey’s as we caught up with him and Monica. He seems a little hard of hearing - doesn’t catch the whole conversation. I want to visit the cows back at his place. 

Mike went home, but Monica, Johnny, and I walked down to the Atlantic Pub for lunch. They had roast lamb, but I had the hake in a little cheese sauce - it was fabulous as were the mashed potatoes! Real potatoes!! And the parsnip, carrots, and broccoli were all delicious as well. I loved it all!

Johnny’s sister Joan stopped in to say hello, before we headed to Sneem. I was beginning to feel more tired and just wanted to get the drive over.  I ran into Fiona’s florist shop to pay her for the flowers for Sheila’s funeral. The shop smelled so fresh and spring-like! I think Fiona said that she has been in business for 8 years - continued good luck to her. I met Johnny at Riney’s - I hadn’t seen it since all the renovations - they did a big job in the back - must be lovely in the summer.

I stopped at Christian’s shop for some cold cuts for sandwiches and a Lotto ticket - jackpot 20 million euros. I saw Greta Drummond outside - I have known her since the 1980s when Danno and I stayed at her B&B. I have to stop by to see her next week. 

Also checked out the new Post Office at Sneem Tavern. Una greeted me as she was leaving. The Riney girl was behind the PO window. The shop is still there, but now there is no entrance from the shop to the pub. You have to go back outside and in the side entrance. I’ll check that out when I’ve had a little sleep!

We headed to Loughane. The drive out brought back many memories. I have been coming to Loughane since 1973. I have met a lot of people in that time. I drove up to Gortdromagh. It again felt strange to see someone else’s van and car at my house. I am going to stop by and make an appointment with David West to see the inside of my house. I am almost afraid to see it - I haven’t been inside since he started renting it.

It was sad to see the old house - part of the cow shed roof was blown down into the barn fields. The rest was blown who knows where. We had seen a lot of damage along the road as we drove from Kenmare - trees uprooted and toppled over. The storms here must have been ferocious. Johnny was feeling badly about the mobile home being toppled in a storm - he loved staying there. I feel badly - he does as well - when I look at the old house. Makes me think of Mamie Dick - Johnny’s great grandmother who went out to the US to raise money to buy Gortdromagh back from the landlord after he evicted her. I want to sell the new house and renovate the old house. Johnny isn’t quite in agreement with that - yet. 

We finally made it to Loughane - I was so glad to see Larry - and he was glad to see us. It was a sad meeting obviously - especially when he asked me to move back to Gortdromagh. But we started catching up. Larry called his nephew Niall - Eileen’s son - and I chatted with him for a while.

Larry is going to Cork with Hannah to a doctor’s appointment tomorrow. If I wasn’t so tired and wasn’t sitting up here now at 5 am, I would go as well. But we are going up Thursday evening to bring Hannah home. I’d like to meet Larry at the nursing home tomorrow afternoon and take him out to eat in Kenmare. We don’t know how Hannah will be when she gets home. I hope she will be able to go out for a drive or a day trip somewhere with us. I guess we will see Thursday.