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Dublin in photos

I have finally begun sorting some photos. Here are a few of my favorites:

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This is a photo looking out of one of the windows inside the James Joyce Centre, into a courtyard that contains the door of No. 7 Eccles St, which he wrote about in Ulysses. When that house was set to be destroyed, some enthusiasts saved it. The house the centre is located in was built in 1784.

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This was our home for three days, along with fourteen other people. It was very quiet, our bunk was to the very far left and cannot be seen in this photo, right by a big window that was left open so the breezes could keep us cool while we slept. The hostel was located just a few doors down from the James Joyce Centre on North Great George’s Street.

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One of the many pubs I admired, and that Dublin is famous for. I loved the bright facades and hand painted signs.

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The Dublin zoo was very interesting, there were so many different animals to see and the habitats had great views. These are a type of rodent called a Mara. They are native to Argentina and Paraguay.

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Here I am at the Jameson Distillery after doing a whiskey sampling. This was first thing in the morning, so Heather and I decided to head right over to the Guinness Storehouse right after and make the most of the day.

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This is a newer section of Dublin castle, rebuilt in after the great fire in sixteen eighty four burned down most of the medieval castle. There is still a section of the medieval castle standing, the Records Tower, built in the thirteenth century (a picture of it is on my Big Realities page).
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A window, showing a glimpse of the Dubh Linn Garden, just outside the castle.
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A street in the Temple Bar area. There were many narrow streets like this one, filled with cafes, restaurants and pubs.

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The Christchurch cathedral, a beautiful sprawling church full of history, was orginally founded in 1022 by Vikings. It broke my heart to hear the the eight hundred year old preserved heart of Laurence O’Toole had been stolen from the cathedral only months prior. We were able to see the tomb of Strongbow though.

Rough morning but a great day

Saturday turned out to be a bad morning. I had one setback after another. To start, I realized that morning that I only have the UK adapter for my iPhone/iPod charger but not the generic adapter. This meant I could not use my flat iron or charge my camera. Of course the camera was dead. On top of my bad hair and the fact I would have to take pictures of St. Patrick’s cathedral on my phone, I had a major wardrobe malfunction. When I pulled my capris out of my backpack the zipper was caught on the fabric and while “fixing” it, it went ahead and broke. So I was then stuck wearing jeans that I would have really liked to wash. On top of it all, I had a very large blister on my foot from the previous day’s walking. It was too painful to wear my sneakers so I decided I would wear flip flops. My downhill spiral continued throughout that morning; we went outside it and right away it began to rain. Hard. Despite all that had happened throughout the morning, I kept a positive attitude and problem solved through it. I looked at Heather and we unanimously agreed that there was only one solution to get the day back on track, so I turned my soggy flip flops toward Henry Street, the shopping district. One new pair of Nikes later, along with a plug converter and I had a new way to walk the streets of Dublin. The shoes are not something I would have picked for style (they are ugly as sin) but absolutely the most comfortable shoes I have ever owned.
For the rest of the day Heather had to chase me through Dublin, into St. Patrick’s cathedral, Dublinia (a center that shows what Dublin was like during Viking and Medieval times), and over the walking bridge to the Christchurch cathedral. I was very saddened to hear that the relic heart of one of the saints had been stolen from the cathedral.
We returned to the hostel after a late lunch of soup and bread, got some rest, then went down to the common area of Mt. Eccles hostel. The downstairs has two large rooms, one with tables and several computers and the other one with a pool table, ping pong table, television and a handful of small couches. I went down to the corner store and bought a four pack of Irish cider which we shared with a Belgian student named Peter. My rough morning turned into a great day!

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Dublin by foot

Let me start by saying that the days are much longer here. I was woken up by the sun rising before four am and it doesn’t go down until after nine thirty pm. I am tired and my feet hurt from all the walking we did. We started at nine o’clock this morning and managed to walk all around the city of Dublin. We took a tour of the Jameson distillery, visited the Dublin Zoo and monument, saw Phoenix park, went to a wax museum, took tours of the Guinness storehouse and the Dublin castle. We had pints of Guinness, tried mixed drinks with Jameson and I even participated in a whiskey sampling, comparing American, Scottish and Irish brands. The best part is that except for our food (and a pint in a pub!), we didn’t spend a single euro. For our much awaited pint, we went to Peadar Kearney’s pub and watched a musician who was very talented. He even sang a Tom Petty song and David Grey’s “Babylon”.
Many things are different here than they are back home. First, the buildings are all very old and beautiful. I love the narrow, winding streets with the colorful pubs and shops. Most of their shops have hand painted signs and lettering, not the neon ones we are accustomed to seeing. I am getting more used to the cars being on the driving on opposite sides of the road. I almost had a heart attack when a car went flying past our bus with someone in the passenger seat and backseats only- until I remembered the driver side is opposite here too!
Heather is being serenaded by a fellow traveler at the hostel who is wielding a guitar, so I better be going…

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Hello Dublin!

This has quite possible been the longest twenty-four hours of my life, but it was well worth it. Yesterday we got up at three thirty am to head to the airport and had three flights total to get here; to Phoenix, then Charlotte and the longest flight crossing the Atlantic. We made sure to force ourselves to stay awake on the first two flights so we could try to sleep on the last. When we arrived in Phoenix we were very happy to be leaving as the forecast for the day was one hundred and eleven degrees! We have been lucky to have great people sitting next to us, on the flight from Phoenix to Charlotte we made friends with a nice lady who was going to her baby sister’s seventy-fifth birthday party. I told Heather to pack us two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in her carry on and she thought I was crazy until we had our first two flights back to back and there was only food for purchase. The PB&Js rescued us! We were made aware of Charlotte’s love for Nascar immediately upon arrival; our plane burned rubber as we landed. Also, the airport had white rocking chairs all over which was interesting. On top of our already long day, our last flight was delayed two hours. We were exhausted by the time we boarded the plane. On the last flight we slept as much as possible (considering we were sitting up in an airplane seat and woken up by the occasional screaming child) but still had to sleep when we got here to help us adjust to the time change. As we flew in I wanted to see Ireland from the sky very badly, unfortunately there were thick clouds covering the city, but after the plane broke through all the grey, the fields were the brightest green I have ever seen.

Dublin is a beautiful city, the sidewalks are lined with tall, brick homes with brightly pained front doors. Our hostel is in one of these buildings, the ceilings inside are so tall that there are two flights of stairs between each floor. With no lift in the place it makes for a lot of exercise. Even though we are in the sixteen bed dorm, everyone has been very quiet and respectful. Heather and I were not the only tired travelers, several others were sleeping today as well. Just a few doors down is the James Joyce museum which we visited earlier. We also found a market where we were able to get bread, salami, cheese and a caramel chocolate bar to share for six euros forty. Not bad since we shared it for lunch and dinner.

Tomorrow we are getting up early to hit the streets, we skipped on the bus passes because everything is within a few miles. Not only are we getting some exercise but also saving some money at the same time. We are headed for the Jameson distillery, the Guinness storehouse and some monuments and museums afterwards. There is a beautiful gothic cathedral we saw on the bus ride in that we want to go see as well. We are also going to see the Dublin Castle on the way back, along with the part of the city called the Viking/Medieval area. We are also searching for my bucket list pub! Photos are coming soon…