King John's Castle silhouetted against an orange sky, the stone arches of Thomond Bridge reflecting in the Shannon, the city's spires catching the last light on the far bank. Limerick at sunset is unexpectedly handsome. The river runs wide through the centre, the rugby town's pride is still pinned to the hooker on a Sunday, and the place has been quietly rebuilding itself for the better part of two decades. Past 50 here, you've usually been part of that work, and the city has settled around you.
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King John's Castle and the Hunt Museum cafe for the historic first hour. People's Park for the universal walk. The Shannon riverside path for the longer one. The Milk Market on a Saturday morning if a coffee-and-browse beats sitting opposite each other. Adare village twenty minutes south for the Sunday afternoon, and Bunratty Castle on the way to Shannon for a slightly longer day if it's working.