I took off from Dublin in a wee rental and promptly ran into the guard shack because I’d never driven on the left side of the road before. No worries though, I didn’t damage anything.
A couple of hours later, and thankfully, no scary wrong-side-of-the-road driving, I arrived in sleepy, little, rain-drenched Kilkenny, Ireland, home of my ancestors.
I immediately called my Ma, who had told me many stories about my great grandmother, Mary Eagan, who was born and raised in Kilkenny, and had emigrated from there in the late 19th century. When I told my Ma where I was, her first question was, “Does it look Poo-ah?” I swear to god, I nearly laughed myself silly!
Kilkenny is a beautiful little town, with great shops (one of which was where I bought a great pair of Dr. Martens), an idyllic landscape, and an amazing old castle – now a public historic site.
I highly recommend Kilkenny, and I fully intend to spend a lot more time there!