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Ireland Roadtrip 2016 - Cork & Killarney

Ireland Roadtrip - Cork, Killarney e Dingle

Following morning I was already south, in the second biggest city of Ireland.

That one famous for ancient maritime tradition, for relaxed life and for Murphy’s.

Cork

Hosted for few nights on Couchsurfing by a really kind girl not far from centre. Trying to orient myself to find the heart of city, I dumped into entrance of a garden that climb a green hill on my right. Getting in I was immersed in an oasis made of huge willows and stoned little houses remember those of fairy tales. Everything encircled by river Lee. At the end, on top, a castle worthy of any magic fairy-tale, which dominate hill and all city.

Cork

Hosted for few nights on Couchsurfing by a really kind girl not far from centre. Trying to orient myself to find the heart of city, I dumped into entrance of a garden that climb a green hill on my right. Getting in I was immersed in an oasis made of huge willows and stoned little houses remember those of fairy tales. Everything encircled by river Lee. At the end, on top, a castle worthy of any magic fairy-tale, which dominate hill and all city.

Here, on the top, you can see the typical Cork, that one told through postcards, or in songs. The city all made of little colourful houses which climb up on the hills around river lee. Stand out against these houses only a building, the Shandon Bell, in other words “Four faced liar”. With its fished weather vane and four clocks with different times, you will seem always drunk. Actually, being in Ireland, the biggest question is whether you have not labeled the last drunk.

Here, on the top, you can see the typical Cork, that one told through postcards, or in songs. The city all made of little colourful houses which climb up on the hills around river lee. Stand out against these houses only a building, the Shandon Bell, in other words “Four faced liar”. With its fished weather vane and four clocks with different times, you will seem always drunk. Actually, being in Ireland, the biggest question is whether you have not labeled the last drunk.

Coming back on the city… South capital, as many inhabitants proudly call it, really different from Dublin. The crucial center develops from little island made by river lee, all focused beween Grand Parade, Saint Patrick Street, and Oliver Plunkett Street. Here is very famous English Market, where I could see again fresh fish after months of life in Dublin. Not only, here arrive goodies from all over the world. Such as our Parmigiano Reggiano and Ricotta. Little corners of homeland, really important for every italian abroad.

But if I think about Ireland, still now,
think to green of its countries,
think to blu of its waters.

I was feeling the need to leave cities
and get lost in the splendid Emerald Island.

Killarney National Park

Then, I found myself on this heaven corner, where everyone can remain enchanted by its charm. Three lakes, nestled between mountains, shape a natural landscape of rare beauty with waterfalls, woods, and tree-lined paths. Here, with nature and history I was fascinated by colors, by different tones of leaves, from yellow to green, until bordeaux. The blu color of water that reflected everything as a mirror, also with greys of rocks which try to divide lakes in vain. Immersed in all these colors rise Ross Castle, Mukross House, a now abandoned Franciscan convent. Tiles of the beautiful colourful mosaic that is this park. 

Killarney National Park

Then, I found myself on this heaven corner, where everyone can remain enchanted by its charm. Three lakes, nestled between mountains, shape a natural landscape of rare beauty with waterfalls, woods, and tree-lined paths. Here, with nature and history I was fascinated by colors, by different tones of leaves, from yellow to green, until bordeaux. The blu color of water that reflected everything as a mirror, also with greys of rocks which try to divide lakes in vain. Immersed in all these colors rise Ross Castle, Mukross House, a now abandoned Franciscan convent. Tiles of the beautiful colourful mosaic that is this park. 

Here is where I fall in love with this island, and was only the beginning of my trip...

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