... The drive to Blarney took about an hour-and-a-half. When we pulled up to the castle, it was raining. (AGGGHHH!)
We grabbed our panchos and hurried up to the castle. It's about five stories high with narrow steps (to ward off attackers, I read).
While sitting in a window of the Lord's bedroom, a bird shat on the top of my head.
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Shit in the Lord's house. Amazing.
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