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Glendalough

(Continued from Waterford retroblog.)

I have a fond memory of the first time I went to Glendalough, in May 2000. I’d started chatting with an American guy on the bus down from Dublin, and once we’d checked into the hostel we had a drink at the hotel pub, then went for a walk in the graveyard in the dusk. It was deliciously spooky–and that night I stopped feeling homesick. (It was my first time traveling on my own, which admittedly took some getting used to.)

These photos are from May 2006, when I was researching the travel guide: two views of ‘St. Kevin’s Kitchen’ (so called because the little tower reminded somebody of a chimney), and a view of the round tower, which is 30 meters tall. St. Kevin founded a monastery in this valley in the 6th century, but most of the ruins of the ‘monastic city’ date from the 11th and 12th centuries.

1 Comment to Glendalough

  1. Kate's Gravatar Kate
    November 29, 2009 at 7:29 pm | Permalink

    I'm not quite sure why that tower would remind someone of a chimney. For me it conjures up images from Sword of the Stone.

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