Saturday, August 28, 2010
We stayed at O'Donnabains, a local restaurant and B @ B in the heart of the town. It was run by a sweet married couple, Jer, who ran the place and his wife Vanessa, the talented chef. I noticed how hard both of them worked as a team. She served us a traditional Irish Breakfast every morning with a smile. Jer worked late hours serving the customers with a friendly hello and delivering the delicious cuisine Vanessa created. But in the afternoon when business was slow, they sat side by side at an outside table going over expense receipts. I witnessed a closeness seldom see. It seemed they had a common goal, run a successful business with love and respect. I saw him talk to her with gentleness and love.
On Sunday morning I attended Mass at the local Church,Trinity Cathedral. The place was filled with standing room only. I saw grown men kneel in honor of their Savior. No wonder the town seemed protected from the outside influences. Kenmare had an innocence of times gone by.
We had a blast listening to Irish Music with an Australian couple with similar interests. We were both empty nester's and talked about our grown kids. He was a hard working fireman and she just quit her job to plan the trip across Europe. It seemed making friends was easy in the layed back town of Kenmare.