We found out about Ciaran née Kieran, young miracle worker who founded the joint, but died of the yellow plague (malaria??) before it was really built. Never mind, it had 200 years to be built at this centre of the Irish midlands before it was sacked by Munstermen, Vikings (from Dublin) and then the Norman English (weren't they Vikings from Normandy anyway?)
Anyway, lots of celtic crosses, both standing or carved into tombstones. Also ruins of churches and the like ...
We were rained upon properly for the first time. Don in denial about the weather refused to take his raincoat and had to run for cover in the cafe. Good choice as soup was on with the ubiquitous brown bread.
We passed a town having Scarecrow festival. We followed some of the trail as we passed through. We particularly liked this one!
On our return to Kilkenny, we toured the castle.
No photos as it is all dressed up in 19th century garb, thanks to creative reconstruction. And we saw the rose garden before moving on.
After our castle self guided tour we soaked up the atmosphere in Kilkenny.
That is, we went to a posh pub, and Don tried yet another local beer. Score out of ten?
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