From Tralee to Annascaul
The Dingle Peninsula is located in the southwest of Ireland and if you have legs and time I recommend you rent a bike to enjoy its nature in slow motion.
I arrived in Tralee from Dublin with the state bus company Buss Eireann. You have to make an exchange in Limerick (Irish city known suspiciously as the stab city - the city of knives -) and change buses to finally reach Tralee. It takes about eight hours in total. So be patient and enjoy the rural landscape of the interior of Ireland.
Tralee is a beautiful and quiet town with its own bay. Of pubs are not lacking and many have live music. The town also has a very interesting history museum with a little train included to make the visit more bearable.
There are a few hostels where to sleep cheaply but I, tired of the long bus beating, forgot the price pilgrimage and got into the first one I found: The Finnegan's Hostel, nowadays a bunk bed comes out for less than 20 euros, It is in the center of the city and is more than correct.
The next day I went to a bike rental shop and, without thinking twice, I rode one to take a circular route through the Dingle Peninsula for three days.
I started on the N86 road that connects Tralee with the town of Dingle already inside the peninsula.
The day began clearing but soon, while skimming the Tralee Bay, thick clouds began to cover the sky and the usual began to fall in Ireland. I put on my raincoat and covered my backpack with a garbage bag that I carried with me.
Rain is not the worst enemy in Ireland. The worst of all, in my opinion, is the wind that blows strongly from all possible cardinal points. An umbrella in Ireland is useless. Cycling, with an adverse Irish weather, it becomes difficult to pedal. The wind against and the rain closing your eyelids with water make a quiet and fun bike ride in a heroic deed in the middle of wrought fields and peasants who look at you strangely.
I arrived at the town of Camp and stopped at the first pub to have a hot coffee with milk and dry my clothes a little.
I planned to hit a good stick until I reached Dingle across Connor's hill but due to bad weather I changed my mind. I preferred to arrive that day at the Annascaul hostel and leave the Connor Pass for the return day.
In Annascaul I was the only inhabitant of the hostel. There was a sign on the door indicating the address where I could find the owner of the hostel and when he found it he simply opened the door and gave me the keys. I went to a store to stock up on food and I was at ease in a huge mansion where there was no lack of a large kitchen, a huge dining room, a living room and a couple of plants for my own.