Rock of Cashel

From Blarney, we went around Cork and to Cashel in Co. Tipperary. I'd never heard of the Rock of Cashel, but my mom's friend said that we couldn't miss it. She was right:

Ok, so it just looks like a bunch of scaffolding, but I swear there's a building under there. 

Ok. a little better

THERE

Unfortunately, by the time we got there, it was closed. Luckily, there was an old abbey nearby so we walked to that. 

The next day we went back to the Rock of Cashel for a tour. It was very very cold. It's on top of a hill, so that invading forced could easily be seen. So it's also super windy. 

A raven on the tower. Spoooooky

So, if you can get your arms around this cross, you'll never have a hangover again. I tried, so hard.

Next stop: Belfast (again)