I'm a UK resident! Wahoo!*
As some of you know, I'm starting an MA program. So, I had to leave UK soil in order to re-enter on my student visa. It didn't start until today, so I was a 'tourist' up until today.
I'd looked at all the options and Dublin was the cheapest, so I flew out just after drjoan
left for the US. The flight was delayed, but this is the first time I've been anywhere that I truly could have cared less how late we were.
We touched down in Dublin and I confused the mess out of the immigration officer and he finally just gave up and let me in. I took the bus into town and dropped my stuff off at the hostel.
Here's the thing: golfbisquit
, and I spent a stretch in Ireland during our rambles around the British Isles in 2001. We stayed a few nights at the Dublin hostel...yet I have no memory of anything around the hostel itself. Bizarre.
In fact, nothing in the city looked familiar other than the castle itself.
In anycase, I wandered down Dorset Street Lower until it became Dorset Street Upper and then veered left and became Capel Street, over the river onto Parliament Street. I bought some chips from a shop and a pear from a street vendor and just wandered around. ybunny
had wanted a few pictures (those will come tomorrow, probably) so I briefly did a tour of downtown. I found a few new things as far as tourism that we'd missed, namely the Chester Beatty Library. It's an awesome museum and I'm definitely going to give it the attention it deserves when I go back with ybunny
. (Incidentally, I found a drawing, part of the temporary exhibit called Gardens of Earthly Delight
, called Man's Ruin that I really wanted a postcard of to send to firinel
, but no such luck.)
In anycase, my feet were starting to hurt by that point so I started back in the general direction of the hostel. I managed to find a shopping centre tucked away near the river called the Jrevis (or Jervis). It used to be a hospital and was the site of many medical firsts in Ireland. Lucky for me it had a Marks and Spencers, so I got some bread and those yummy chocolate cornflake thingies.
On the way back, there was a group of Americans trying to...I really have no idea what they were trying to do. But, they were being loud about it. And as we all know, Loud Americans = The Unpardonable Sin in many peoples' books. This guy that happened into the chemists when I did (paracetamol to the feet, stat!) said to me, 'Stupid foreigners, such a nuisance in this country'. I thought he was going to pee his pants when I said back (in a slightly more pronounced Southern accent than usual), 'Yep, let's go hang the lot of them.'
He decided then to give me a five block lecture on how the problems in New Orleans were caused by privatization. If you agree with that, I guess you can chortle that I was forced to listen to him for so long. If you don't agree with that....well, I guess you're still chortling. >:-|
The rest of the trip was uneventful. I lay in bed and read all nine of the Reader's Digests that drjoan
had left me and ate my bread and a few of the cornflake clusters.
I've got the rest of today, all day Friday, to wait for ybunny
to come back.
I think I'll go pick the rest of the blackberries and make some more jam. Mmmm. :)
Now that I'm back, anyone in Aberdeen for meeting up?
*Okay, only a temporary resident but still, hoooooooray!