To the shock and surprise of absolutely no one who knows me personally, I have not been a very good tourist during my time here in Dublin. This is due to a combination of factors, the strongest being that I have no actual desire to be a Tourist (initial caps fully intended). I visited Dublin two years ago and did my “wander around while looking up and not in front of you, to the regret of all in your path” stint back then. Now that I live in Dublin, I kind of just want to live here and experience life without being That Person who stands in the street with a camera, gawking. I am, however, supposed to be blogging about living here, and having finally secured a phone which takes photos better than nothing (what I had currently) did, I will now share some of my photographic evidence of the existence of Dublin, Ireland.
Statues on the north side of St. Stephen’s Green
St. Stephen’s Green, featuring the Swan Whisperer, who miraculously did not have his eyes removed by that enormous beast right there which was at one point touching his face with its beak.
St. Stephen’s Green
St. Stephen’s Green
St. Stephen’s Green
The outside of the Chester Beatty Library where a flatmate and I wandered around looking for the advertised exhibition and decidedly did not find it. (I would have taken more photos here, but there’s a strict no camera policy inside).
Outside the CBL
Outside the CBL
Urban Picnic is not in the picture, but it’s a little restaurant inside the George’s St. Arcade and it’s where we went for lunch after not finding that exhibition and Oh My God did it make up for it. We both had amazing wraps for a grand total of €12 (and it’s a sit down place, too). We were shocked.
One of my friends who attends the RIAM had a concert here at St. Mary’s Church. My camera’s awful but the church was incredibly beautiful. Very ornate with lots of shamrocks cleverly worked into the patterning.
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<p><span style="color: rgb(29, 29, 29); font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; background-color: rgb(237, 237, 237);">Hannah Vose is a University of Rochester junior, majoring in English with an interest in literary translation studies. When not burying her nose in whichever book has most recently been plucked from atop the dangerously tall pile on her desk, she can be found obsessively learning new languages, squinting through her (very stylish, thank you!) bifocals at someone else's writing in her job as a Writing Fellow, drinking stupid amounts of tea, squinting through her bifocals at her own writing in her job as a scathing self-critic, or dreaming of living somewhere which gets even less sun than Rochester. Born in England but having lived most of her life in Endicott, New York, she has traveled back to the Land of Her People twice and visited Dublin once on the way over. She considered applying to Trinity College as an international student, but was deterred by tuition costs (yikes!) so she's absolutely 100% thrilled to be living in Dublin and taking classes at Trinity for an entire year (and only about 34% of that is because she might get to take a class on Patrick McCabe -- will it happen? Stay tuned!)</span></p>
