While our husbands played golf at Old Head on Sunday, the wives toured Charles Fort and the town of Kinsale.
Kinsale is a seaside tourist town with lots of little shops. Many were closed on Sunday afternoon, and our husbands sighed collectively with relief.
The city had hosted a regatta on Saturday, and plenty of sails still decorated the harbor.
We only had a wee bit of time there, and again, the husbands were happy.
Peace, people!
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
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I’ve been there once. As a kid – I liked it, I remember.
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I needed a longer visit!
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Ireland, despite the rain is addictive.
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For sure!
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Nice pics Leslie. Glad you enjoyed.
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Thank you!
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How much singing have you done?
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Not even a little!
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