Days 1 and 2 in Dublin
The A380 Emirates flight to Dubai was quite comfortable. There is always the anticipation that the flight will have a few jarring elements, but not so. Those came on the 777.300 from Dubai to Dublin! Sardine seating and the close proximity to toilet flushing made for high volume on the movie selection and endless music while reading. Finished Lethal Streets though….light fluff which did the trick. Red Joan was quite a reasonable film, though the close ups of Judi Dench’s mouth reminded me to make a dentist appointment when I get home.
For those contemplating Dublin delights any time soon, we can recommend the CityLink bus from the airport. With the dwindling Aussie dollar, the difference between a 7 Euro single ticket and 30-40 for a taxi, makes one choose a bit more carefully……….especially as the generosity of Australia’s free galleries and museums is not often reflected in its northern cousins’.
So where does the Green come in to it? Well, I see plenty of very professional photos of faces and places that typify Ireland’s lush heritage, but I thought I might try to focus on the shades of colour that have identified Ireland across the globe. The greens will be scattered throughout the coming days.
Our special accommodation at Trinity College is almost surreal. We are 3 floors up in House 3 of the student digs and the views from the windows are very Cambridge-like. A real treat! Stairmaster eat your heart out!
The adjoining kitchen has been very handy for our Marks and Spencer food court selections. We have spotted some great restaurants, but are saving the foodie finds for Galway and the West Coast seafood. When we come back though these couple will definitely be on the list.
Trinity College Campus has lots to offer besides The Book of Kells and once the hoardes of tourists leave at the end of each day the peace is just wonderful – broken only by the seagulls calls.
I strolled down to St Stephen’s Green – a wonderfully central park full of diverse stories and things to see. Opposite is the publically funded Little Museum of Dublin. What a hoot was the whole place! A must-see for all. So many quirky memories of the famous and the not so famous common Dubliners. Only 8 Euro, heaps to see and plenty of time to explore on your own after the 30 minute tour.
Luke, was our cute leprechaun of a guide and he was a fine showman who had kissed the Blarney Stone more than once I reckon. Brendan O’Connor of Mrs Brown fame only has a cardboard cutout in the museum, but his mother is portrayed in her own right as the first woman head of a political party. The tennis ball collage installation is a bit of fun- all the balls left by dogs on the beach at Dun Loughaire south of Dublin.
So then it was off to wander the famous Grafton street with its familiar franchises and its local characters.
The Liffey river runs through Dublin and is crossed by many bridges which all offer a different view, so I set off for the EPIC EMigration Museum and Famine Walk.
A great afternoon along the Quay. You need a fair amount of time to see and take it all in. Lots of techno wizardry and interactive stations describing the worldwide spread of the Irish and the heritage across the world. Mostly geared to the USA, but there were some jolly old Aussie references.
Lots of walking and catching glimpses of parts of Dublin we had not seen on previous visits. Dublin is a top spot! To be sure, to be sure!
And the reason many, including the Forsyth, Cowan, Guy and Bowles lines from which I am descended, sought different shores was the famine, hardship of large families and small plots of land, unemployment and the yearning for a better life. Here’s to the Irish diaspora!