The Ring of Kerry is one of the most famous scenic drives in Ireland, but you wouldn’t know it from the condition of the roads. We did it on a fairly bright day, but unfortunately, about halfway around, #1 discovered motion sickness. That meant that the poor kid had to endure the second half of the drive with a puking bag and there was no way for us to cut it short because the Ring of Kerry is still the best road when getting from Cahersiveen back to Killarney. Anyway, Here’s some picture, all scrubbed clean from whatever mishaps happened on the road.
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Since this excursion was by car, Knöpfchen, my beloved hippo could come along for the ride. I miss my Knöpfchen, who is still in the caravan, which is now hopefully on its way back to us.
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I love the sea. Just to look at it. Put my feet in. Smell it. It#s the only disadvantage of living where I do.
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The Ladies’ View has been popular since the visit of Queen Victoria, looking out over the lakes of Killarney.
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“Is it often windy in Ireland?”
Wow, really sorry to hear about the carsickness. I was last in Ireland in 1998, and I don’t remember any of the roads being that bad. You’d think they’d use at least a little of that “peace dividend” from Stormont to take care of all that…
For carsickness, roll down a window and stick your face in the wind. Slobber a bit. It worked for my dogs.
Motion sickness is an unpleasant thing, to put it mildly. I had it as a kid and it ended badly sometimes in a bus.
That last tree is just gorgeous beyond words.
Those two photos of the Ladies View really show what a difference different light conditions make, and in Ireland if you don’t like the weather (and therefore light) some more will be along in a minute, an exaggeration of course, but with a kernal of truth.
Poor #1, I don’t suppose all the winding and the up and down-ing on those roads helped at all.
I’ve only been carsick in ONE car, ever, a Volvo station-wagon 1972 or earlier. I don’t remember it being driven any differently from any other car I’d ever been in; so I’m seriously inclined to suspect exhaust fumes leaking into the cabin. Either that, or that engine vibrated at exactly the wrong frequency, like those of a small jet plane I flew in from New Haven to DCA once.