|This is the long straight road out of Kenmare|
|Black face? In this day and age? That is so offensive.|
|When I turned to look at the view behind me, I nearly climbed over this fence to set camp on a hill. It was just so beautiful. Since I had a couple more hours of daylight, I convinced myself to keep going.|
|Have I mentioned I love Ireland?|
|The sun set, so I setup camp next to the road, the only|
flat piece of ground suitable for a tent for the last few miles.