<-- Dublin is the top destination in the world the week of March 17 every year. So I thought to myself, what better time to visit the capital of Ireland than when everyone else is too? I am not normally a large crowd, thrive on chaos type of girl, but spending St. Patrick's Day in Dublin was a worthwhile experience! Three friends and I took the 45 minute flight over, wore some green, experienced the over-full pubs, tasted the Guiness, and celebrated the patron saint of Ireland with the rest of the world!
<-- It was a short 2 1/2 day stay in Ireland. We explored Dublin: the Guiness Storehouse (of course), St. Patrick's Cathedral, Christ Church Cathedral (In the picture), Trinity College, O'Connell Street, and Temple Bar were the main highlights. Ireland, like the UK and the rest of Europe, has incredibly rich history. The cathedrals we visited, although most had had extensive restorations done in the 1800s, still had parts of them dating back to the 1100s. Amazing.
<-- Taking advantage of being on the island, we took a rail tour south to Cork to visit Blarney Castle. Those of you who know me know that the "gift of blab" isn't exactly something I
need, but nevertheless I climbed the winding stairs of the castle to the top, grabbed the rails and leaned back to lay my lips on the sacred stone. I have not noticed a huge difference in my speech or my desire to speak yet, however, my presentation at the Swansea Rotary Club last night went exceptionally well. Maybe the stone really does have magical powers!
<-- If you look closely at the photo, you can see through the bars down to the ground. Apparently years ago, people actually had to hang to kiss the stone. After one death, they changed the tradition by adding rails and a "trained assistant." The stone that you're meant to kiss is down a little bit. Being that I am on the shorter side, I had to keep scooting off and bend back far enough that it did give me a whisper of fear for my life. One can't help but wonder how incredibly un-hygenic this particular tourist site is either. I'm not saying I licked it or anything, but after making the journey to Cork and trekking throug the grounds and up the castle stairs, you have to make sure your lips touch!
<-- Dublin is the top destination in the world the week of March 17 every year. So I thought to myself, what better time to visit the capital of Ireland than when everyone else is too? I am not normally a large crowd, thrive on chaos type of girl, but spending St. Patrick's Day in Dublin was a worthwhile experience! Three friends and I took the 45 minute flight over, wore some green, experienced the over-full pubs, tasted the Guiness, and celebrated the patron saint of Ireland with the rest of the world!
<-- It was a short 2 1/2 day stay in Ireland. We explored Dublin: the Guiness Storehouse (of course), St. Patrick's Cathedral, Christ Church Cathedral (In the picture), Trinity College, O'Connell Street, and Temple Bar were the main highlights. Ireland, like the UK and the rest of Europe, has incredibly rich history. The cathedrals we visited, although most had had extensive restorations done in the 1800s, still had parts of them dating back to the 1100s. Amazing.
<-- Taking advantage of being on the island, we took a rail tour south to Cork to visit Blarney Castle. Those of you who know me know that the "gift of blab" isn't exactly something I need, but nevertheless I climbed the winding stairs of the castle to the top, grabbed the rails and leaned back to lay my lips on the sacred stone. I have not noticed a huge difference in my speech or my desire to speak yet, however, my presentation at the Swansea Rotary Club last night went exceptionally well. Maybe the stone really does have magical powers!
<-- If you look closely at the photo, you can see through the bars down to the ground. Apparently years ago, people actually had to hang to kiss the stone. After one death, they changed the tradition by adding rails and a "trained assistant." The stone that you're meant to kiss is down a little bit. Being that I am on the shorter side, I had to keep scooting off and bend back far enough that it did give me a whisper of fear for my life. One can't help but wonder how incredibly un-hygenic this particular tourist site is either. I'm not saying I licked it or anything, but after making the journey to Cork and trekking throug the grounds and up the castle stairs, you have to make sure your lips touch!
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