If you can’t get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you’d best teach it to dance.
~George Bernard Shaw
Yesterday was all about digging (and digging deeper within) the literary tradition of Ireland.
Here is the view from my daily train (DART) into Dublin, and Connolly station.
I explored the northern area of Dublin above the Liffey [...]
Okay, I lied. I passed that silly Wilde statue again, and this time I couldn’t resist.
Having enough of closed museums, I decided today—scheduled to be a relatively dry day—I would walk the city. My goal was loosely to see Saint Patrick’s Cathedral, find Francis Street (purported to dripping with antique shops), and generally tucker myself [...]
The day began rather late, as our internal clocks are all crazy and we stayed up until 2am giggling over the absurdity that is Scarface on the local tv station. So this morning I loafed in my pjs and planned my schedule for the next few days.
Today’s agenda:
First, a visit to the formative stomping [...]
“Half-Eight,” says Liam, our host at the three-story, wind-rattled, Victorian B & B. He is responding to his own question, “What time would you like breakfast?” to which we have already replied “Not before nine o’clock, please.” Ah, B & B travel. How cozy.
We totter off to our room and sleep all day, recovering [...]