Kissing the Blarney stone is a considerably more ridiculous endeavor than I had imagined. You're at the top edge of a castle tower, lying on your back over a hole in the floor over heights that are certainly fatal. Then you dip backward, arch your back with all you've got, and pucker up. Just as you do, the constant wind tunnel swoops upward, and let me tell you it makes this girl's ginger hair go wild. The picture turned out awesome and I love it!