There’s no one as Irish as Barack Obama

Road trip! Once we shook off our Dublin induced hangover (we did not shake it off, it clung to us like a wet blanket for the day), we headed to Cork. Naturally we had to stop at Barack Obama plaza and get a photo with the Obamas. It was underwhelming but hilarious that there’s a random gas station in the middle of Ireland dedicated to him. I love it.

On the drive to Cork we ran across some sulky racing horses in the middle of the roadway. No warning. Just driving along and suddenly some horses with carts are racing towards us down the road. It was so bizarre we didn’t even have time to photograph it, but it was very cool to see.

We checked into the airbnb and headed into town for dinner. We found an amazing pizza place but did not take any pictures because it was inhaled immediately. I’m still stuffed and bloated from the amount of pizza I consumed. After dinner we went to a Bier House where they had some awesome sour beers on tap. The town of Cork is nice, but I’m not sure if anything will compare to our Dublin experience. It was just too good and such a wonderful start to the trip.

Tomorrow we’re going to Blarney castle to kiss the Blarney Stone. I’m writing it here so I don’t chicken out because to be honest it looks absolutely terrifying, but its iconic so it has to be done! Our bed and breakfast tomorrow is on a farm, so stay tuned for pictures of all the animals because I plan on petting each and every one of them!