In the end, I was glad enough to escape Killarney, which was congested. Without too much difficulty, we found the road to the Dingle Peninsula. We stopped for a late lunch at the very friendly Strand Hotel in Inch Beach. Dingle is a very popular destination and was crowded with visitors but miraculously, we found a parking space on the street right in front of our B&B. (Recommended to us by our hostess in Castletownbere. We called from Killarney to book the room.) The weather was switching rapidly back and forth between sun and a misty rain, but we set out to explore the charming town and its brightly-painted shops and pubs.
Dingle is in the Gaeltacht, one of several regions of Ireland in which Gaelic is the first language, rather than English. Throughout Ireland, road signs and official announcements (such as those on trains) are in both English and Irish. Here, some signs are in Irish only, or if English appears, it is less prominently displayed than the Gaelic. We had already picked up the most essential Irish words needed for the traveler (leithris = toilets, geill sli = yield ,go mal = slow, bialann = restaurant).
|The road over Healy Pass|
|Inch Beach, Dingle Penninsula|