Dingle Bells

For our second to last day in Ireland, we head to Dingle, a pretty port town southwest of Limerick.

 Mr. Bear points out a seal for Daddy. Daddy tells Mommy that the seal is 150 feet long.

Dingle reminds Lolo of Seaport back in San Diego.

Pretty nets.

Mr. Bear's favorite shoulders pose.

Aunt Lindsay explains these are fishing boats. Very different from her and Uncle Rob's speed boat for water skiing.

Walking along the port.

Here's where Daddy saw that 200 foot seal (this is what Daddy tells Lolo).

Mr. Bear finds Fungee, the dolphin that is famous in Dingle for hanging out in the bay and being friendly with tourists.

Daddy and Lola get in on the Fungee action.

Who's in the house? Mr. Bear's in the house.

Lolo sports the windblown look.

"Backhoe!" Mr. Bear knows his excavators.

We again get lucky with the bluebird days.

Hanging out on the rocks.

Lolo is thinking about the seafood lunch. Dingle is famous for its seafood.

The Bear spots a mama and her lamb. The Bear points at me and says, "Mama!" Then he points at himself and says, "Baby!"

Beautiful green glass.

"Partners!"

The Bear can't wait for lunch and tells Daddy, "Bar!" He then has a bowl of happy O's followed by a bowl of cheddar bunnies.

Pretty foreground and background.

Cool Dingle alleys.

The alleys even have rivers that go underneath houses.

Aunt Lindsay is checking out the Dingle pub for vegetarian/vegan food. No go. Dingle's got seafood but vegan food is a toughie.

Aunt Lindsay's fish and chips. Daddy and Mommy get a sweet and sour stir fry.

Daddy and the Bear back at the port trying to hunt down that seal.

The seal is now 250 feet according to Daddy.

After Dingle, we head to Conners Pass.

Mr. Bear likes the view.

All smiles from Aunt Lindsay and Uncle Rob.

Group shot.

"Fly!" Mr. Bear tells Uncle Rob.

"Fly!" Mr. Bear tells Daddy.