From Dublin to Kinsale
We landed late last night near the new wing dell'aereporto Dublin International Airport. The flight was pleasant so that gave us the spectacular night view of a capital city in all its splendor.
Retrieved our luggage we take possession of the Zafira hire and after some misunderstanding with the handbrake we head towards Swords. The sky is cloudless and the air is fresh. We in Ireland.
I confess: my recent trip to Sweden has shaken my traditional preference for the most beautiful island in the world. Although Sweden is wonderful as a tourist and I was fine. I was thinking about this today as I drove from Dublin to Kinsale time.
We decide for a small deviation and a necessary ritual to break the old Jameson Distillery in Midleton. We lunch at the distillery and allow ourselves to be convolgere atmosphere full of malt flavors and colors.
In early afternoon we reach Kinsale while the sky still seems to have taken a final decision for the day. In any case it does not rain and it is known in these parts is no small thing. The founder and director of B & B we have booked for this night is absent and we are forced to come back later.
We go back to driving and we head towards Charles Fort. From the strong and the road running along you can enjoy the best view of Kinsale and the bay. Just a little stroll, to reach the rocks below the fort, and finally I'm in Ireland. Not that I was not the first but that feeling of tranquility savage, the strong smell of the sea, the sound of seagulls and the incessant roar of the wind can proiettarti in a dimension that can not be explained otherwise than by calling His real name wrong in Ireland.
Let's go back to where we B6B welcomes the gentle Mrs Abbey that tells us how he dreams of spending a summer on Lake Garda in the sun and delighting with Italian cuisine. It 's true that nobody in the world can enjoy what has up and down, as it should be, feels always looking for something that is missing ... it's just different.
We go out for a walk along the sea. The evening was wonderful. The sun plays hide and seek with the clouds that run fast on the water pushed by the wind. The colors leave us speechless.


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