Youll actually get sick of castles, depending on how long youre there.
i can concur with this on my two trips to Ireland. After you've seen Blarney Castle and kissed the stone, and then go for a drive in the countryside, you realize just about every motherfucker with some land has an old ass castle on it, most have fallen into disrepair but still, its like 1000's of castles. Every corner we turned, oh there is another castle. About the only thing there are more of than castles in Ireland, are pubs
We stay in B&Bs because you get a meal, they also know all the local things, (Like in skye the Hostel manager told us what washing machine was free, which one was broken etc.. the little things..
I was like 16 when I last went to Ireland, and I was still a picky eater. The lovely lady whose B&B we were staying at (B&B in 1998, mind you, not now) made us a full English breakfast and I pretty much turned my nose up at all of it except the bacon (rashers). Blood pudding? Are you kidding me? Its not because she didnt know what she was doing, its because I dont like runny scrambled eggs, I dont like grilled tomatoes, and I am certainly not about to eat Bubble & Squeak. i can't think of many foods that sound worse than "bubble & squeak", other than Blood Pudding i suppose.
This is pretty much exactly what I got, as we were in Cork and this is a Cork Full fry up, except my eggs were a pale runny white mess
So my young self was like: beans? who eats beans with breakfast?
what the fuck is this Black hockey puck thing: "Hey mom, what is that?" "Oh, thats blood pudding, it tastes better than it sounds" "What is it made from?" "Oh, well, basically blood. Nothing goes to waste" And I am like, "fuck that"
Grilled tomato? Not my taste, but I see it. Grilled mushrooms? Meh.
This is what I was used to, an American breakfast.
Pancakes on the left, eat with some butter and syrup. Hashbrowns, bacon, scrambled eggs, some ham, and 2 sausages. AND a cup of good old Orange Juice
Shit ChiSox, add a few more days and stop in Ireland. You may be able to save money and take a ferry from Scotland. We took a ferry from Ireland to the UK to visit London and my uncle who works at the Mint for a few days while we were there
"We've been divided, we've been bled,
Like a chicken without a head.
Running frantically amuck
Taking but not giving a fuck."