19.06.2010 - 22.06.2010
I found a ridiculously cheap flight ($65 CAD/Return) from Gatwick to Dublin a few weeks ago so I booked it on a whim and arrived mid-afternoon last Saturday. I liked Dublin immediately because it was a breathing city; The streets were jam packed with tourists but also people living, working and killing time. I got swept away in aimless directions (re: lost) and crisscrossed the Liffey, the river that divides the city into north and south banks:
A very skinny building on the north bank:
My supervisor, R., sent me to Temple Bar which is is like Dublin's (even more) gentrified medieval answer to Queen West including tucked away art galleries and rowdy bars. When I first arrived they were doing a cycling event that closed down the streets to pedestrians and witnessed kamikaze street cyclists careening down the narrow cobbled streets. But I actually took this picture at 7:30 am on my second day which explains why it is totally deserted, really a rare state:
At every corner you can buy postcards of the Georgian doors of Dublin and they are apparently a huge draw for the city. This one was my favourite:
Here is the old Medieval city wall built circa 1240 and this is the sole surviving city gate which would have been one of the main entrances into the medieval city:
And this last picture isn't very specific but I thought it was a fair sentiment:
Life has been chaotic with work, the brutal football matches and friends that I have had difficulty staying up to date with this blog. But there are two more Ireland entries to come and really, it's all about the pictures anyway.