Last Thursday, my Mom, Theo, and I drove to Kilkenney where we scooped up Brian at the train station and then drove down to the cottage we rented in Kells.
The thatched-roof cottage was cozy, comfy, and provided periodic entertainment in the way of watching tourists pose in front of the cottage for photos. I spent a large chunk of an afternoon reading under a blanket on the couch by the massive, two-hundred-year-old fire place
For breakfast the first morning of our stay, we had eggs laid by the chickens who lived in the back of the garden. Theo kept trying to lure them over with tasty, tasty sticks, but they seems disinterested.
Restored Kilkenney Castle was interesting for the adults, but less exciting for Theo, so we traded turns corralling him with actually being able to enjoy the castle. (The castle did have lots of steps. Theo likes climbing steps.)
Back closer to the cottage, Kells Priory was the clear winner of this trip for visiting with a toddler; wide-open spaces to run, fences to climb, and plenty of sheep to ogle.
On our way out of Kells we stopped at nearby Knockdrinna Cafe, which we highly recommend: great quiche, dal, and cheese, plus the best brown soda bread we’ve had in Ireland thus far.
