Swan landing

Launch your duckies here.

Full stop

Have your pass ready.

The inner sanctum

Through the gate, please, hurry along.

Gotta have your moat

Not to mention your duckies as well.

Another village, another castle

This time it did rain, in Cahir.

Mementos

It's a folk museum, don't ya know.

The house on the hill

Gotta have that big boss, right?

Tea time

Like it used to be.

In olden days

What it might have been like.

Time capsule

19th Century Irish village, preserved.

Worthy of a squire

But no lords here.

Meanwhile, at the village

Where the lesser folks lived.

The lordly bedchamber

No central heating, though.

Every day a banquet in the Great Hall

I know, let's roast a pig on the spit!

When men were men

…And castles were forts.

Hard at work

Every harbor needs them.

Titanic Museum

Where that trip began its first and last voyage.

On the square

Library is drive-thru, too.

On the waterfront

No stevedores here, just lotsa tourists.

Another saint

They're here, they're there.

Cork prays

A massive pile of stones.

Cathedral on the hill

A never ending supply in Europe.

On the waterfront

No stevedore shape up today.

Not the Titanic

But ready to sail on the tide.

Ghosts

This way to the Titanic, gentlemen.

Sunk again

Dressing the part.

That sinking feeling

Its last port of call.

Cliffside

It's a long way down, my darlings.

On the edge

Be careful out there.

Bonny view

Watch your step, though.

Next stop, North America

O'Brien's Tower keeps watch.

On the road again

Even the clouds are looking Irish.

Crosses

Sorry, graveyard full.

Another ruin

Hore Abby in the shadow of the Rock.

In mourning

Like a lost civilization once lived here.

Up the pirmrose path

Not everybody gets in.

Grey enough for yer?

Those moody Irish mists.

Raise high the roof beams

The ancient kings of Munster had a roof, at least.

Some fixup under way

Don't worry, it'll still be a ruin.

Royals here

The play's the thing.

Museum of the very old

But then, it's an old town.

Better days

But walls still stand.

Pub time

 

We'll have a pint, if you please.

You may well wonder…

I did.

The big three

City Hall, cathedral, theater--the Waterford trifecta.

Viking transit

Rowed most of the way.

Ancient founders

Vikings, as it turns out.

Big

The cloud that ate Ireland.

They're everywhere

May the wind be always at your back.