Up early, for the Ryan Air flight to Dublin. Not been for twenty years or more. Vast changes since the Celtic tiger embraced the EU and changed its currency etc.The air bus dropped us close to the Ballsbridge Hotel on the Southside of the City a stones-throw from the famous Aviva Lansdowne Road Stadium
This pic is of the River Dodder behind the Aviva Stadium
What a trip! The first day was spent just strolling around, O’Connell St, St Stephens Green, Grafton St Etc. Had a look Trinity College; much bigger place than expected, the queue to see the library and the books of Kells was huge so was left for another day. The playing fields were the place to be, crowds just sitting around the outside of the field soaking up the sunshine, really hot. All of a sudden I spied a jogger begin to come around the track, nay! This guy was a real runner an athlete. After a few laps I expected him to do maybe ten at most; he was impressive like a metronome pounding out the laps at speed, and in extreme heat, he finally stopped after 25 laps which I assume was 10K checked his watch and collapsed on the grass for a we ll-deserved rest. Feeling quite inferior we strolled back to the hotel for a drink.The second day was manic; we picked up the hop on open bus at Stephens Green. The driver was a non-stop giggle, with a Hollywood style delivery of information and gags, one of the best being:- Now folks if youse look over to the right you’ll see the statue of Molly Malone we call her the “tart with the cart, or the Trollope with the scallops.”We hopped off the bus at 1 pm for the Guinness storehouse tour with entreaties from yer man to only have the one pint because it would easy to still be there at 7 pm if you were not careful. Very interesting with panoramic views over the city from the seventh floor, to the Dublin Mountains A must visit for everyone.
Oh! Nearly forgot, had to include this photo from a Curiosity shop window in Baggott St.
Too many stop –offs to mention all, but Temple Bar is a fascinating area with bars and restaurants to suit every taste, and good buskers on every corner.The last day was a little more sedate as the old legs were a tad weary by now, but included Dublin Castle, Jameson Distillery (a very smooth tipple) and the book of Kells, before heading back to the Airport quite exhausted.