Kerry, Ireland

One of the lakes in Killarney
Irish lamb stew. All good!The pub across the road from our B&B

Sculpture celebrating medieval Irish monk exploration and navigation of the seas, Cahirciveen.



















We are in love with Ireland! The hearty Irish food, the Guinness, the friendly locals and of course the gorgeous scenery. You kiwi's will probably think it looks just like home... and it does. The greenest of green grass, blue skies with a crisp cool breeze, sheep walking on the road as tame as your own pet... I could go on.

We landed on Friday night after a boozy week in London... Simon swearing he will never drink beer again because he feels so rough, but in true Irish style, after picking up our rental car, driving a few miles to the beautiful Dingle peninsula, we went straight to the pub. Locals sitting around the bar drinking Guinness or the local 'Bemish' beer with the odd banter.

The first day was spent driving around the famous 'Ring of Kerry'. We covered so many miles, it's hard to believe. Beautiul look-outs, beaches and the interesting small roads up mountains made it all an experience. Then on our way home that day, we drove through the Killarney National Park to see the "Lakes of Killarney". The lakes were so still that there was a reflection... absolutely gorgeous!

Our second day was probably the highlight. The weather was gorgeous and we drove around the Dingle peninsula to Slea Head. Amazing cliffs with a beach with no-one on it. After enjoying a shepherds pie at the local pub, we drove back around the coast and straight into Kerry airport to fly back to London.

To top the weekend off, we remembered that when flying between Ireland and the UK, you don't have to go through customs, only show your boarding pass. Because of this, we had our quickest, smoothest ride through Stansted airport ever possibly imagined.

More rambling in the lovely England...









Chiz came along and met us for a pint at the pub... so I thought I'd hop on his motorbike. wooohoo!!!
Another fun weekend of rambling in England. This time it was in Kent. Corn fields, hay stacks, sheep and a few pints at an English pub... it doesn't get better!

Think our weekends of this are coming to an end for this year though as the weather was surely colder and sun wasn't out as long... we'll have to find a new hobby :-) Any ideas?

Gallipoli and Troy, Turkey











Troy ruins

Trusty old "Hassle Free" was the tour company that took us from Istanbul to Gallipoli and back again. All within 48 hours. We were picked up by the bus from our hotel at 6.30am and arrived in Gallipoli around 12.30pm that same day. We did the five-hour Gallipoli tour that afternoon and saw all of the memorials of the Kiwi's and Australians, as well as the Turks. All very sad... The most surprising thing to learn was that the ANZAC's were only 8m from the Turks when they were fighting... never realised they were so close for so many months of fighting.

We stayed at the Anzac House (budget hostel) in Cannakle that night, and then did the Troy tour the following morning. Saw the big Trojan horse early on and then walked around the ruins... Simon loved the tour guide for this as we was an economist but a tour guide as a hobby. Instant respect for the economist!

Later that day we drove back to Istanbul. Because I was getting car sick by this stage, I was up the front in the jump seat hanging out with the driver. Although because he couldn't speak any English and I couldn't speak Turkish, there wasn't much conversation going on... I think Simon was loving the extra space back there and didn't even notice I was gone. As soon as the sun went down, our tour guide came to the front of the bus and started feasting with the driver. I asked our tour guide what was going on, and he explained that it's Ramadan. So, all the Muslim's don't eat or drink (anything) during sunlight hours, so when the sun does go down, they are well up for some water and food. Never seen anyone so excited about a packet of biscuits. We now realised why the majority of Turks were a little agitated during the day and staring at us when we were eating or drinking... ummm.