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My Trip To Your Fair City

Medogsbstfrnd · 2002-01-15 21:26:35

Ah, your fair city! Should I write this as a travelogue? hmmm I arrived in Dublin Airport at 8:00 and by half 9, was on the No. 41 bus proceeding toward the fair city's center, observing the mentally disturbed, the poor and abandoned whose lives have been wrought from a quarry of suffering. Or should I just bullet this…

15-01-2002 9:26pm

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Medogsbstfrnd

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Ah, your fair city!

Should I write this as a travelogue? hmmm

I arrived in Dublin Airport at 8:00 and by half 9, was on the No. 41 bus proceeding toward the fair city's center, observing the mentally disturbed, the poor and abandoned whose lives have been wrought from a quarry of suffering.

Or should I just bullet this with quick and sharp blurbs of insight like you find on the back of a tea box?

took the 41 from the airport to somewhere north of the Liffey, near Abbott St., I suppose. Walked to my hotel at Temple Bar and then launched into exploration of the city. It was a Thursday. Not many people on the streets. The city smelled like diesel, hopps and some kind of European standard deodorant.

Gosh, I don't know. I'm still a tad fatigued from my trip. So I'll have to reflect some more about this. Perhaps I can whet your appetite though with some initial thoughts.

*Up until Sunday, the friendliest person was the Pakastani lad who served me Haagen Daz over in Temple Bar. I engaged him in conversation and he responded warmly (mental note: he was Pakistani and I American and we conversed without referring to Osama). *Sunday afternoon was a beautiful day of weather. I actually could see blue sky and the sun was spilling over everything like Guinness cream over a bar. *I liked the book of Kells. *I liked the Guinness but preferred Harp (and got all kinds of insight about how stupid that was of me by a nice chap on Sunday afternoon). *The coast at Bray was quite lovely. I can make a better ham and cheese sandwich than the one served to me in the pub at Bray. *Dublin is full of young people and has such a history and is so ancient--these two characteristics intrigue me to no end. *The music at Christ Church is better than the music at St. Patrick's. *Someone should clean the pigeon **** off O'Connell's statue--what kind of way is that to treat a statue of the liberator? *television sucks in Ireland, just like here. If the soap operas I watched are any indication then Irish people are really screwed up (one "My Fair City" and the other one, some emergency room soap that killed a poor guy because the main doc was incompetent and the doctor who was competent had been suspended for being unethical and some other soap that had a couple having a baby and the father hated his father and let him hold the baby and then told him to leave because he wasn't there for the birth). *More later.

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