Day 364, 11 June '15, Dingle to Cork (the Big Smoke) via the Beara Peninsula and Bantry.

We headed off from Dingle and spent a few hours driving the gorgeous Beara Peninsula or "Ring of Beara". Considered to be #3 of the big drives, Ring of Kerry and Dingle being #1 and #2. The Beara was actually brilliant, gorgeous, wild and woolly and just plain fun - aside from anything else - No Coaches! Why? Almost No Roads! But absolutely perfect for the nippy Wee Red Beastie. It was officially a cold day. At least due to our thin Marrakeshi blood it certainly felt cold. Luckily our coats were handy in the back of the car and we snugged up and enjoyed our coffee and sandwiches and one of our final scenic stops. You'd think we would be used to drives being longer than expected - but no. Finally made it to the outskirts of Cork about 4 pm and the bestest iPad ever ran out of juice. Darn. We only discovered recently that our original iPad 2 is such a whizz-bang GPS/Google Maps device because it's 3G & Wifi. The other iPad which is newer and bigger and groovier is only Wifi - thus no GPS capability. Anyway - we had an address for our B&B and we had a drive about the centre of Cork looking for a spot to pull over and figure out directions... and eventually tucked in behind a Bus Eiran vehicle... Why? Free wifi on the bus of course. Typed like a demon while James followed that bus and got our route to the B&B mapped out. Phew! Didn't even have to park and find a cafe. Wifi is actually an ongoing laugh for us. For instance, when were at the Bogbean B&B in Roundstone, the wifi was horrendous. The owner noticed that we were having issues and said it was probably high tide. Say what? Apparently the signal comes from a nearby island and high tide completely disrupts it. The joys of rural life. Once we wifi'd up in Cork we found the B&B with no problems, carted our overnight bags to the room and set out on foot for a walk through the university district and into the centre of town. Must admit it's a lot harder to eat for €10 a day in Ireland than it was in Morocco. We did think it was going to be impossible in central Cork - but we tracked down the central Dunnes department store, bought a couple of roast dinners and crusty rolls and cruised back to the B&B and heated everything up in the Lodge's full kitchen. Delicious! Off to Dublin via 270kms of motorway tomorrow - the end of the road trip is almost here.