On my way out, I stopped at the village of Adare, whom critics call "Ireland's prettiest little English village." Most of Adare's charm is synthetic, but it's worth a picture or two.
To be perfectly honest, having stayed at a castle for the last several days, I wasn't particularly anxious to see another one. I was more interested in the folk village. But I did take a few pictures.
According to Danny (who was the horse-cart driver in Killarney) this particular type of tree is called a Monkey Puzzle, because "it's the only type of tree that a monky can't climb" (the branches have dense thorns all the way to the trunk.)
Interesting, in these thumbnails the village doesn't look that folksy.
A display of antique farm equipment.
The Horizontal Mill.
Although Mike Jittlov had mentioned that he had enjoyed the Medieval
Banquet at Bunratty Castle, my bad experience in London made my shy away
from spending £32; In addition, my timing was bad. Although, to be
fair, I could tell that this was not the same sort of thing as the
horrible one in London, it seemed a tad classier. Instead, I ate at
a nearby pub and drove towards the Cliffs of Moher.