After my Dublin days of history, pints, and Grafton Street wandering, it was time for a change of scenery — and pace. I boarded the train to Killarney for my birthday weekend at Muckross Park Hotel & Spa, ready to trade the city buzz for a dose of pure indulgence.
The Train to Killarney
I love a train. Whenever I’m in Ireland, I ride the old Irish Rail every chance I get. Is it fancy? Not particularly. But it’s comfortable, fairly reliable 😉, and full of scenery you can stare at for hours — endless green with sheep scattered across the hills.
And then there are the people. You always meet somebody interesting on the train. I swear, every ride comes with a new story. On this one, it was a super nice guy who helped me heave my suitcase overhead when the luggage racks were full. He was wearing a bicycle helmet and had a fresh, gigantic wound on his leg. I was dying to ask him about it, but I didn’t. My guess would be bicycle meets peat bog… but I think he’d still be stuck there.
Irish Rail may not be super glamorous, but it has character: a little squeak here, a rock and a shuffle there, like it knows it’s carrying you somewhere worth the wait. Trains are always part of my Irish journey, and that’s why I hopped the rails for my birthday weekend in Killarney.
Muckross Park Birthday Weekend – The Irish Journey Continues!
I made plans to stay at the beautiful Muckross Park Hotel & Spa because it happened to be my birthday weekend — and I figured, why not treat myself to pure luxury? I’m over 50, and I’m worth it 😉 (and by the way, if you’re under 50, you’re worth it too).
So far, I’ve gone to Killarney every time I’ve come to Ireland. It just has that Irishness and energy and buzz to it, but it can be pretty busy and touristy. I wanted to stay cocooned just outside of town, and Muckross Park was exactly the place.
The big stone building looked every bit the part of a countryside retreat, and the welcome was just as warm. The staff were awesome — kind, genuine, and ready with thoughtful touches.
And as a bonus? When I mentioned I was from Arkansas, the staff lit up — it turned out they had a team member from there, too. We had a lovely chat, and it felt like the most unexpected little slice of home in the middle of Kerry
When I opened the door to my room, I found a box of chocolates and a birthday note waiting for me. Nothing says happy birthday like chocolate waiting on a nightstand!
A Day at the Spa
When I planned my birthday, I went all in: a full day of spa treatments, a break to shower and change outfits, and then afternoon tea. The spa itself was the centerpiece. I booked the works — body scrub, facial, massage, and more — followed by time in the pool, sauna, and steam room. Best decision ever. To top it off, I had the same spa therapist for the entire day, which made it feel wonderfully personal and seamless.
They encourage you to wear your robe to the spa, so I did — right through the lobby. Not one person batted an eye, and I wasn’t about to start caring if they did.
Between treatments, I stretched out on a lounger outside, lucked into more good weather, and was served a little snack and a cup of tea. I leaned all the way into the luxury — every glorious bit of it.
Afternoon Tea in the Monk’s Lounge
Because birthdays require both cake and ceremony, I booked afternoon tea in the Monk’s Lounge. The staff seated me right by the fireplace, on my own couch, with a tiered tower of treats set out like a private banquet.
And then came a small detail that delighted me to no end: a tea candle under the pot to keep it warm. Is that why they’re called tea candles? I had no idea — but I instantly decided it should be an industry standard.
A celebratory glass of champagne, some delicious sandwiches, scones, and decadent desserts later… “For the Good Times” indeed… I felt thoroughly toasted. I’d scrubbed away the old year and was ready to step into the new one fully refreshed and a little bit spoiled — exactly as it should be. This weekend was my one chance in the trip that was completely reserved for me, no work allowed, so I savored it.
Birthday Reflections (and a Quick Dash into Killarney)
Before I caught my train the next day, I couldn’t resist a quick dash into Killarney town. The streets were buzzing — County Kerry had just won a big football match, and celebration was everywhere. Music spilled from the pubs, locals in green and gold jerseys filled the sidewalks.
Green and gold really is a recurring theme in Ireland 😉.
It was the perfect send-off.
My birthday weekend at Muckross Park was the kind of treat you don’t forget: luxurious without being stuffy, celebratory without being over the top. It was exactly as a birthday should be.
Next stop: Ballina — my home base for two months, where I traded spa robes and birthday cake for a townhouse key and Irish village life.
