Dunmore East, Ireland: A Nearly Perfect Irish Village

Almost anyone who has been to Ireland on vacationlight andever-increasing fog caused the town to take
will tellyou that vacationing in the "Emerald Isle" is anon a hauntinglook. Across the street from the
unforgettableexperience. There is something aboutB&B, there was a small parkwith a memorial
the friendliness of thepeople, the haunting beauty ofoverlooking the cliffs and the harbor. Asingle
the land, and the incrediblehistory that makes youstreetlight just added to the incredible scene. I
want to return again and again.musthave taken a half roll of film at that spot, trying
I found myself in that situation in the summer ofto get theperfect picture of a truly unique place.
2000, asfinally, after several years of failed attemptsWhile in the pub at the mouth of the harbor, we met
to return tofriendlylocals and European tourists. Like the owners
Ireland (I had gone there in 1994), five of us decidedof the B&B,they were surprised that Americans
to gofor a 10-day trip. We decided to go in May,would know about
2001, which gaveus more than enough time to plan aDunmore East. They said that the town tends to
route.cater to
One day, while looking at a map, I noticed a smallEuropeans, and that people from the U.S. are rarely
towncalled Dunmore East on a strip of land juttingfoundhere. Ironically, one of the owners of the
into the oceansouth of Waterford. I was intrigued byB&B was a New
this place andenvisioned a weathered old hamlet thatJersey native who fell in love with the village.
wasquintessentially Irish. This, I hoped, would be oneDunmore East is the type of place where you park
town inwhich we would definitely stay.your carupon arriving, and do not use it until you
We almost never made it to Dunmore East, thanksleave. It is a verywalkable town, with everything
to abizarre series of events. On the way out ofbeing within a 1-square-mileradius. I spent the
Dublin (where wehad stayed the first night), one ofafternoon of our second day there doingjust that,
our cars suffered ablowout, and soon our two carsand discovered places in town that people in
were hopelessly separated.carswould clearly miss. For instance, there was a
We returned to the B&B in Dublin, hoping oursprawlingpark with benches, paths down to the
two friendswould get in touch. The next morning werocky coast, andgrassy areas for lying in the sun.
heard from them,and were once again on our way,There was also a windingroad that ended up at a
but we had lost a day. Wequickly passed through thesmall beach called (I believe),
Wicklow Mountains and, afterwhat seemed like an"Ladies View." It was a pristine place with views of
eternity, we pulled into Waterford andcontinued alongtheharbor, driftwood along the beach, and salt spray
the winding road toward Dunmore East.in the air.
After ten miles of driving through rolling farmlandI continued my walk along a coastal road, and soon
andwindswept ridges, we finally saw houses andfoundmyself walking into a business district. I had
lights in thedistance. We pulled into Dunmore Eastaccidentallydiscovered "downtown" Dunmore East!
just as the sun wassetting behind us. Coming downApparently, we werestaying in the harbor part of
the hill into town, we sawthe ocean in front of us.town, which we had mistakenfor the village itself.
This was indeed a spectacularlocation.The center of town was very charming,with several
Our B&B was on the main street overlookingold shops, a few pubs, and some morewinding lanes.
the harbor. Itwas foggy, and we could just make outOn our second and final night in Dunmore East, we
the green cliffs thatformed the harbor. Down the hillendedup eating at one of the pubs in the center of
from the B&B was an innand a pub on thetown. Afterdinner, we walked back to the B&B
water. Winding lanes, a church and oldcemetery, athrough the mist and fog,wishing that we could stay
park, and thatched-roof houses all added auniquea few more nights. But alas, wehad to move on, and
charm to the village.though we found some terrific placesin the next
Seaside villages can often have an eerie,several days, nothing beat this little seasidevillage
surrealatmosphere to them at dusk, and Dunmoresouth of Waterford.
East was noexception. The combination of waning