I’m now officially one day behind on my posts, so I am writing about my final day in Dublin while drinking vinho verde on the ocean in Lisbon (more on sidewalk wine in tomorrow’s post).
One of my dad’s ancestors was a Founding Father (Judge James Wilson). Turns out a little googling tells me was born in Dublin! I remember Pops once saying that his mom’s family lived in Ireland, but I’d completely forgotten. That means I knocked out two homeland visits in one trip, so even better. I’m so efficient (yet not at all German). (More on great-great-whatever granddaddy here, although it was my understanding that he signed both founding documents.)
I started my day at Trinity College.
It was beautiful, but I think I wasn’t as moved as everyone else since it looks so much like Penn (my undergrad, and coincidentally also where great-great-whatever granddaddy founded the law school). I’m just so impressed by the incredibly vibrant shade of green the grass is everywhere here.
Afterward I headed across ye ole river to see the Old Jameson Distillery. (I recognize all the frat boys and aging frat boys want to see the Guiness factory, but I’m a real man.)
Heading back across the river, I found my favorite place in the city, a random small park attached to an old cathedral.
Ridiculously serene. If I lived in Dublin, I would probably spend 95% of my time here. I would be known among the police community as That Girl for sleeping here.
Which brings me to my favorite thing about my new (forgotten) homeland: the signage. Yep, the Irish are hilarious but don’t always know it, which is a damn shame. My favorites:
I know it makes me a terrible person, but I kind of wanted to witness this in real life.
Mary, we will forever applaud you. Love, The World.
To be fair, this isn’t a joke, but it tickles me to know that somewhere there’s a 19-year-old Will Smith doing the running man to celebrate that this ‘do is coming back into style.
Short day so that I can make the 7:00 (i.e. the 19:00) to Lisbon. And yettttt again I find myself at the Dublin airport.
We’ll chat tomorrow – for now I have to get back to the ocean and the guy trying to unload his sunglasses on me.