The roads were getting better and Maureen was going 110. It is amazing what 10 days of driving can do for you. This is the cleanest country. We realized that we had not seen hardly any garbage, no bags or cans or anything along the roads.
We liked the interior of Ireland and we decided that we could live at the cloister in Adare before we could live at the monastery on Skellig Michael.
We passed the Brian Boru Heritage Center but we missed the turnoff as we didn't see the sign.
What is it with the signs in Ireland? The sun came out and it turned into a glorious day.We went through a couple of traffic circles that were pretty good with good signage and then we came to a circle that was under construction. It was like a test, there was an uneven surface ahead and signs that we had to see through the construction. 
We put in the Traditional Irish music Cd at 1059 am and we passed Toomevara, another little town with a big church. We were 147 Km to Dublin and wondering if we would we make it by our noon deadline?
There are towns about every five or ten minutes in Ireland or at least there are signs to leave the highway.
We went through Moneygall which had a wide street for such a tiny town.
We were back in the country again. The sun was shining and we were listening to Irish music. Maureen had the car window down and every once and a while we got a whiff of bovine contentment. We knew we were in cow country.
As we went through Roscrea we were listening to Irish lullaby's and enjoyed the aromas of brunch, bacon and sausages.
It seemed that for each song that we heard there was a totally new scene spread before us as we drove through
the Irish country side.
Before we got into Dublin proper we
pulled into a gas station and got good directions to hertz. Amazingly they were good directions and we did get there alive and safe. BIG HIGH FIVE!
Maureen went into let them know we had survived with car intact and I took my one suitcase and my one purse out of the car .
Then I took out Maureen's two suitcases, 8 bags and a pillow out of the car. There was a fellow in the next stall who asked me if I knew how to drive a standard. I told him to go back inside and get an automatic or take the bus cause he was going to die out there. Maureen talked with him too but he seemed determined to try.
We took a taxi back to our hotel. It was like coming home. Archie was there to greet us and show us how to get the lights to work again. We sighed a big sigh of relief and made plans for lunch and the rest of the day.
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