I misunderstood the waitress at the Killarney Brewing Company. I should’ve just ordered a half pint of blonde and a half of pale ale, but I asked about their “flights” — smaller samples of 3 or 6 varieties and somehow got the impression that the flight of 6 totalled just 16 oz: a pint. Wonderful! I ordered it and she brought 6 half pints: 48 oz. D’oh!

Idiot! Beer would be wasted because of me. The shame of it. The horror.

I brought two half pints to the gents sitting nearby and explained my situation and offered them to them. One declined but the other was happy to take one.

I didn’t feel comfortable wandering all over the place offering beer to strangers, so I ended up wasting about a pint and a half. It will take me a while to get over it.

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Our plan for our last day in Killarney was to take a two-hour walking tour of the National Park. It started at 11 from a spot about 20 min from the hotel, so we left at 10:25 to give ourselves plenty of time.

Employing all of my navigational skills, we arrived at 11:35. (Not kidding.) So we just ferblunged around the park ourselves. Very pretty.

BTW, I referred to a town on the Ring of Kerry yesterday as Sneed, but it’s Sneem. There is a large stone sculpture commemorating a two-week visit Charles de Gaulle paid to Sneem after he retired. The guide said the locals refer to it as the de Gaulle stone.

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After a harrowing 4-hour drive to Dublin, we got rid of the car. I will never drive in Ireland again. That’s the first resolution I’ve ever made that I know I’ll keep.

One more day in Dublin and then home.

Good night everybody.