No rain today but it looks like it’s going to pour any moment. This hostel, Cashel Hostel, isn’t a bad deal at €20 so I plopped down cash for one more night in a private room which means I leave Friday. The bathroom is shared but for the price who cares. I even managed to get internet in the room with my awesome Alfa WiFi Adapter.
The town is fairly picturesque with the highlight being the huge slab of limestone rising up off the plain called the Rock of Cashel. The rock originated from a mountain 20 miles to the north after St. Patrick, arriving in Cashel in AD 432, baptized King Aengus, who became Ireland’s first Christian ruler. During the baptism, the devil, quite pissed off at this, hurriedly flew over Ireland and, hindered by the mountains, took an enormous bite out of them. After he reached the opposite side of the mountains, the devil spat out the hunk of rock and inadvertently formed the Rock of Cashel.
Crowning the rock are the walled ruins of 11th and 12th century buildings including St. Patrick’s Cathedral and Cormac’s Chapel. It was €6 to get in which was much less than I thought it would be.