Ruins burnout

By the time we got to County Clare we were starting to suffer from ruins burnout. Or, more precisely, from driving-to-ruins burnout. So we didn’t meander as much as we might have, although we did take the potholed detour to Dysert O’Dea, which presents a fine portal.

We also stopped at the little church in Kilnaboy, which is crammed with graves. Given the levels of Sunday-afternoon-post-pub speeding we encountered on the winding road through town, the high mortality rate is not surprising. A carving over the door is purported to be a sheela-na-gig:

But to me it seemed more ambiguous than, say, this sign in downtown Dingle:


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