On the way to Ireland we'd travelled by the World's Largest Car Ferry. The return vessel was to be just a bit smaller. And faster. For we were going on The Dublin Swift - Irish Ferries's fast ferry which knocks off an hour and a half off the journey time.
Our original plan was to go to one of the art galleries, however time was running slightly low so we went to see the Book of Kells at Trinity College instead.
The day after visiting Blarney Castle, we decided to explore the delights of Cork town. In the previous day and a half we'd managed to see little bar sitting in some pubs and visiting the tourist information centre, so this seemed a good idea.
It was in Iceland that I first realised I never wanted to do a coach tour holiday. As we drove round in our hire car, we'd be overtaken by manically speeding coaches which would arrive, thrust 60 people through the door of an attraction. The tourists would then swarm through the place, before being herded back out again about half an hour later.
When we were researching Ireland, one of the places that stood out was Cork, down in the south of the country. A good pub culture, Blarney Castle and lots more. It seemed to be the place to go!
Trawling through the leaflets in Dublin's tourist information office, we found one likely candidate in the form of Howth. Hey, it had a cutely illustrated map, the promise of some walks around the headland and it has the tagline "Howth is Magic!" There could be no other place to go!
Guinness - a pint of the black stuff. So well known it's even in the spell checker on my PC. And when you're in Ireland, you can't escape the stuff. It's everywhere.
The IMMA is housed in the buildings of the former Royal Hospital Kilmainham, and is a based in rooms around a large courtyard. It all looks rather large and impressive, and my initial thought was how were we going to do this place justice in the time we had available. Okay, it didn't look as hefty as Tate Britain or the National Gallery in London, but it looked rather large.