Yesterday we headed south, up the hill and out of the river valley to Douglas, a suburb of Cork about 4 km down the road. We of course got squalled on, so the walk took a couple of hours, what with ducking into a pub or two to dry off.
Saw, for basically the first time here, a preponderance of single family detached houses, many of estate size, and all bearing charming names.
Douglas itself was small and clean, a 2 three block downtown areas separated by a park, with the Douglas River running between them. A handful of pubs and restaurants, including Barry’s, where we had a couple of bowls of soup and some stout. We’ve been favoring Murphy’s on this trip.
Took a slightly different route back to the city, passing through the Turner’s Cross neighborhood, where both the soccer and rugby stadia are located. The Six Nations tournament is taking place while we’re here. It’s probably getting some press in the States. But both the women and the U-20s are playing on similar tournaments at the same time, and the U-20s play here in Cork. We’ll be attending the match home to Italy on 6 March. It’s about a 2k walk from the apartment.
Here’s a few photos.
Cork Spring 