Very, very scary.
The walk up to the top of the castle is slippery, very tight, very steep, and quiet honestly, frightening. There would have to be a disclaimer at the bottom of the stairs if we were in America.
But I walked up, thought I was going to be blown away, and then I realized I had to sit on the edge of the castle, lean backwards and kiss a stupid stone to get the gift of eloquence? No, thanks. I was happy just taking pictures of the beautiful green castle grounds from the top, and standing in awe at how beautiful Ireland was.
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| Blarney Castle |
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| View from the top of the castle! |
.... that wasn't going to happen because I met my lovely Irish friend who works at Blarney Castle. He wouldn't let me walk by the stone without at least sitting down so i could "get a better picture of it." Well, his job is to hold on to you and help you lean backwards to kiss the stone, and apparently it is in his job description to make sure EVERYONE kisses the stone, including scardeycats like myself. I held on to him for dear life, as he calmly told me "darling i wont let ye go!", and I kissed the stone. Whew.
The grounds were beautiful, and I really can't explain how green Ireland is. It's breathtaking. All around, brilliant day.
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| All of us in front of the Blarney House. |
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| The Blarney House |
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