My Ireland Dream | Travel Photographer

As you may have read in my last post, Ken and I went to Ireland back in September, and it was awesome. We travelled to Kilkenny, Waterford, Kinsale, Cork (Blarney Castle), Killarney, Kerry (Dingle Peninsula), Clare (The Burren), and Dublin. And, I took a day trip on my own to Northern Ireland, to do some personal history research. That’s a lot of places to go, and therefore, I have many pictures, and perhaps I’m blogging too many, but everything seems so necessary (yep, even the food shots, and the pictures I took from the car). So, it’s a bit of a long one but, I promise, it’s worth it.

This beer may be out of focus, but it was my second one, so gimme a break.
If you’re ever in Kinsale, I highly, highly recommend having desert at Sundays Icecream and Coffee bar (good name, eh?). Definitely get the hot chocolate; they don’t mess with packets and powders here, you’ll get the real deal — melted chocolate!

Photographer rule: Always wait until your food is melted and half eaten before taking a picture. 😉

In County Cork, we stayed at the Maranatha Country House and we were upgraded to the “Champagne Room.” Somebody please be as immature as I am and make a joke about this. The room was pretty spectacular. I felt like I was in a modern, Irish version of Downton Abbey. Also, is this the real-life wardrobe from Beauty and the Beast? I’m pretty sure I saw it dancing around the room when it thought we were sleeping. 😉

Kissing the Blarney Stone: A lovely up-nose shot. I’m not sure it’s blessed me with the gift of gab, as the legend promises. I seem to be as awkward and strange as before.

In County Kerry, we stayed at The Shores Country House, and it was absolutely the best B&B we’ve ever had the pleasure of staying at! The room was amazingly comfortable, and the breakfast in the morning was five-star, fancy restaurant kinda delicious. The view from the property is awe inspiring; you can see the silhouette of the Dingle Peninsula, in the next two photos. I just love the cotton candy skies.

And now, some shots from the car. I think we saw every shade of green that day.

Ken had work stuff for the last few days of the trip, so I checked out Dublin solo, visiting all the typical tourist sites, and some lesser-known gems. This is Trinity College. Sweet campus, right?

I visited the library in Dublin, and used their Heritage databases to find info on my family. Below is my Nanny’s travel record. Well, I’m assuming it’s my grandmother’s, since surprisingly there were no other Rachel McAteer’s in the system for that time range. From this bit of information, I was able to confirm where she had lived, and learn a bit about what her life might have been like before she came to Canada. Out of curiosity, I got on a train to Northern Ireland and spent the day in Newry, the place where she grew up. Although my Nanny and I weren’t close, it was still cool to see where she was from, and get some insight into her upbringing. It was also interesting to hear her particular accent everywhere. When I was really young, I couldn’t understand anything she said! It’s very different from a typical Irish accent, and prior to visiting Newry, I’d never heard it from anyone but her.

A lot of political signage in Newry.

While it was interesting to see a bit of my family’s history and a bit of Northern Ireland, I was glad to return to Dublin that evening. 🙂

I learned so much in Ireland, about the country, and about myself. But, aren’t you glad I spared you the history lesson? 😉
Hope you enjoyed!



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  • Jessica - These pictures are GORGEOUS! They make me want to jump on a plane this minute.ReplyCancel

    • Tennile Sunday - Thanks Jess. If you do decide to hop on a plane, do let me know. I would love to be your stowaway.ReplyCancel

  • Natalie - Tennile! My great-grandfather was born in Portadown, County Armagh, and my great-grandmother was from County Antrim (we think–haven’t been able to confirm yet). Most North Americans I know who have Irish roots tend to come from the Republic. It’s nice to know another “northerner” (to whom I’m not related or married, I mean.)

    I’m jealous of your trip to Northern Ireland. Andrew and I made it as far north as the Jumping Church (outside Ardee), but we didn’t leave the Republic. We’re planning to hike around Northern Ireland on our next trip there, though.ReplyCancel

    • Tennile Sunday - Thanks for commenting, Natalie! I was thinking the same thing: I don’t know any Canadians (other than my family) with Northern Irish roots. Very pleased to learn you two are in the same boat (so to speak!). I can say that while my day trip was educational and enjoyable, there was definitely a different vibe to tourists in Northern Ireland than in the Republic. What an overall beautiful trip though. Side note: I didn’t know that you blog! Needless to say, I’m very excited to start reading. 🙂ReplyCancel