Drinks at Kennedy’s with my former classmates turns into a tipsy nighttime walk through City Centre turns into drinks and dancing at 4 Dame Lane. Untiss untiss untiss. Untiss untiss untiss. Talk of our novels, talk of our poetry, talk of our master’s portfolios; of marriage and children and Beckett and Hardy and confessional poets […]
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Photo Friday: Monopoly Houses on the River Liffey
A new art installation in Dublin – 2010 Fringe Festival madness. Monopoly houses bobbing along the River Liffey between the O’Connell and Ha’penny bridges. Red and green. Floating with the current. Lit up at night. This post has been brought to you by Delicious Baby Photo Friday.
Things I Won’t Miss About Dublin and Ireland
Before I left for Italy last July, I wrote a list of things I’d miss about Dublin and Ireland. I can’t look at it now; it’ll make me too sad, reignite my technicolor fantasies of chucking everything and staying right here in my little bedsit, drinking Barry’s tea and dreaming of swans. Instead, I try […]
The Poet
It’s Trinity Ball Night. That means Trinners students get to dust the cinders off their jeans and hop into a pumpkin for a memory-making night of music, drink, and elegant dress fun. Walking through College Green this evening, weaving through the six pack-clutching, tuxedo-clad Trinity Ball attendees, I stopped short when I saw this: If […]
Side Streets of Dublin
Now, look; I enjoy Dublin’s iconic images just as much as anyone. [slideshow] Gorgeous. Lovely. But for me, it’s all about the side streets. Peek inside; try to uncover the secrets. This post has been brought to you by Delicious Baby’s Photo Friday
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Green Clovers, Yellow Gardaí, Blue Balloons, Orange Wigs, and a Heck of a Lot of Black Stout
Hundreds and hundreds of years ago, there was a dude. He was a British dude. That British dude was captured by Irish bandits when he was a young man, so he spent a long time in Ireland. After his years of enslavement were over, he left and then returned to the Emerald Isle. That delicious […]
Ciotóg
My family has rented a car – one big enough for the 5 of us and their suitcases. Roberto, my father, is frustrated when he can’t find the keyhole; it takes him a few minutes to realize that it will be on the right hand side, and so will the steering wheel. This is an Irish […]
Achoo
And now, after 5-and-a-half days of Aran Island craic, I’m back in Dublin: Or more accurately, here: A-CHOO. Sniff sniff sniff. HONK. Sniff sniff sniff. Cough. Cough. Cough. Really, there’s no better place to be. Trying to get over my flu and get my strength up for the next week, when the Bruce […]
Winter Sleep
The cold competes with the rain. The Christmas lights in City Centre are still up, but aren’t lit at night anymore so they loom above the streets like sad skeletons. Mince pies are no longer advertised in the markets. Snow no longer blankets the sidewalks, ice no longer covers the Canal or the pond at St. […]
The Swans Are Back in Town
The Big Chill of 2010 appears to be over, and I am very pleased to announce that the swans are back in the Canal. Not quite ready for their close up. Ah, Jaysus, I hate the human-razzi. I never really bird-watched before I moved to Ireland. I suppose I took the thick bird life for […]