We got back yesterday after three nights in Ireland:
We visited Dublin to see long-time friends and their (increasingly older teenage) son and daughter. We got in Friday evening and unfortunately the Saturday weather wasn’t great. Outside looked lots like inside – on one of their kitchen table placemats:
After the rain – it’s Ireland, so unless it’s pelting down rain is never a show stopper – eased off, we went for a walk near their house… the beach at Rush:
It looks serene. Ah, but that’s the misimpression a photo may convey. It was in fact realllllllllly blustery and even at times flat out cold.
November in Ireland.
On Sunday, we went for a long walk above Howth, near Dublin:
The weather had improved… meaning it wasn’t raining:
The legs certainly felt heavy after scaling Howth Summit, from which you can see the harbor well below:
Our friends’ dog, well, she could have probably scampered up Everest. LOL!
Thankfully, back down near the harbor after, refreshments were readily available:
The little town was mobbed with tourists, but Irish accents were few; most visitors were apparently continental Europeans in particular. I overheard lots of Spanish, French, Italian, and German, and some other languages I didn’t recognize. “Little” Howth, jammed: proof (if we needed any more) that Ireland is now a *huge* international travel destination.
It was not all nature. We did have an evening in central Dublin – Saturday. In fact that afternoon, we – four adults only – drove into the city center. We were doing dinner and a show.
But first, our (woman) friend had been tasked with a vital mission by her daughter. We were sent to Victoria’s Secret on Grafton Street (we were told it’s the only place in Ireland there is one outside of an airport) for a request purchase: the 14 year old wanted a particular scent. As her mum paid for it, our (guy) friend (the teen’s dad) told me it is all the rage at school – all the girls are wearing it.
That is, on one level, frankly, well, uh, rather disturbing given they are fourteen.😳
Anyway, the real reason we were in town: an orchestral concert featuring the music of John Williams (Star Wars, E. T., Jurassic Park, etc.) at the National Concert Hall:
Just before the show, we had stopped a few streets away for a quick dinner:
More evidence of how Ireland – Dublin, in particular – is definitely now light years from being The Quiet Man any longer. Yes, a Lebanese restaurant: Damascus Gate. It is rated currently as #1 on TripAdvisor for Lebanese food in Dublin.
I had not suggested it. Our Irish friends had booked it for our pre-concert dinner in advance because they had read it was excellent. And it is.
It was probably necessary to book in advance because people without reservations were being turned away. It was indeed full. By 7 o’clock every table I could see was occupied.
At one point, I also thought to myself about how life sometimes may imitate art… that is also based on real-life. LOL!
Have a good day, wherever you are. 🙂