I don’t have much to show from Dublin. As a “tourist” I personally wouldn’t go to Ireland just to see Dublin, same as one won’t go to Iceland and spend their whole time in Reykjavik. It’s not like London where you can spend weeks if not months and still not seen everything.
“We’re in Ireland, for heaven’s sake,“
– Tana French “The Likeness”
And Ireland is THIS. Still
“ it was your basic Irish summer day, irritatingly coy, all sun and skidding clouds and jackknifing breeze, ready at any second to make an effortless leap into bucketing rain or blazing sun or both”
Tana French – “In the Woods”
and I was in the city that hosts one of my all time favorite series (Dublin Murder Squad). Also, I have heard about this thing called Irish Breakfast, and I wanted it. Badly. (yes, it was just as heavenly as mouthwatering it looks)
Then, I also wasted quite a bit of time browsing the shelves of Books Upstairs. (sadly didn’t see any Tana French…or anything begging me to take it home, but they have lots of interesting Irish books, and even some bookish t-shirts)
A quick look around the grounds of Trinity College was a must (neat), as well as a walk through the Temple Bar area. Who can resist oohing and awing over those hanging flower baskets? They are unreal… (plus they sell really yummy… chocolate there… at the gift shop). Seeing vibrant graffiti and wall art everywhere was another nice surprise.
On a different slightly haunted note, the place I stayed in Dublin was very nice but… let’s just say it wouldn’t feel out of place in a French novel. (the Irish people might be a lot more religious that I thought… not that I spent any amount of time dwelling on the subject before… but yeah, some interesting conversations were had. ’nuff said)
All in all, Dublin was exactly how I pictured it, yet at the same time, it was nothing like I could have ever imagined… but the (most important) food! I would go back, just to have one more plate of this.
Bookish Traveler. Matcha Addict. Architecture Admirer. Part-time Concert Chaser.