Thursday 2 May 2024--It seems to be standard strategy to do pretty much nothing the last day in Dingle, so we are not particularly disappointed by drizzly weather. We're standing on the sidewalk contemplating getting into the car to go to Kruger's or Páidí Ó Sé's or both, when I suggest we simply cross the street and hang out in Dick Mack's for the afternoon. And so we do.

We go to Foxy John's for our last pints. The lads are headed to Shannon in the morning for their flight home. I'm going to Tralee, which is on their way, but they need to leave early, and I don't, so I'll take the bus. We say our goodbyes before retiring to our respective guesthouses.