You know the old adage, "it's not just a place, but a destination?" Donal's place is a destination. My husband said he would have been happy never to leave it. This is a life's dream of a destination: 200 years old, thatched by master thatchers from Cornwall, ir recalls gone-by Ireland, when people made their own entertainment and walked door to door to visit neighbors. The views are knockout. In the distance are the MacGillycuddy Reeks, Ireland's tallest peaks. In the foreground is Bina the donkey, and the cows. Everything is modern and beautifully done, from Prussian Blue Farrow and Ball paints, to a bathroom even Bono would be happy to use. I luxuriated in the old tub, nearly a swimming pool for me. The rain shower is simply divine. And I could cook scones forever in that kitchen-- if I knew how, which we don't. Fortunately, you might just get some from Donal's father Jimmy, the Hillside Scribbler, whose pen is a mighty depiction of folkloric Ireland. And he truly does know all the old ways of farming and rural life, vanishing knowledge everywhere. The sofas are comfy and the table and the sideboard are as old as the cottage (and work beautifully.). A SMEG electric kettle and toaster. Charming. blue and yellow accents, and wood-fronted kitchen appliances, so you can pretend it's 1922 while living like it's 2022. The wi-fi's great, the bed's nice, and you likely won't want to leave either, though you should. They don't call Kerry "The Kingdom" for nothing. Donal is A-1 in getting back to you. We will return to this cottage. It's a wonderful way to live.