“Do you know how to get to Trinity College?” a young lady asked Mike while carefully folding her map. Mike quickly swallowed a bite of almond croissant that we bought at Hansel & Gretel’s, a little pastry shop close to our hotel.
“We were just there yesterday,” he said as he pointed the way. Suddenly we were all talking as we realized that we had just met fellow Americans. The young lady and her husband are from San Francisco and the lady’s mom and sister live in Michigan. They travelled to Ireland to find the mom’s grandparents’ home. They talked about the long road they traveled before they reached the quaint, little house. We laughed when they mentioned that they didn’t like their driving experiences. By the time they made it to their destinations, dusk had settled in so they had not gotten very good looks at what they had traveled so far to see. Of course they wanted to know what brought us to the Emerald Isle, and we explained that we were there visiting our daughter. Talking with them was like seeing old friends who we had not seen in a long time.
After we said our good-byes, Mike and I walked in the direction of Stephen’s Green, a public park that first opened in 1880. We opened the umbrella as raindrops started to fall and took a couple of breaks from the rain by standing in bus shelters. Just before we reached Stephen’s Green, we stood under the awning of a fancy hotel. We watched a group of men get ushered toward a bus. They carried golf clubs, wore argyle knee highs, golf caps and rain ponchos. The down pour of rain did not have any affect on the golfers’ happy smiles.
Stephen’s Green was just across the street. The first thing to greet us were very large swans. We took a long stroll around the park beneath our tiny umbrella and enjoyed all the sights. The rain did not bother us at all.
We got a little turned around on our way to St. Patrick’s Cathedral. We asked a lady and her mother for directions. The Irish ladies walked with us for a short while. The younger lady announced that “we really do not pay attention to the traffic lights” as she scooted her mom along. They narrowly escaped a fast-moving car. I wasn’t shocked to hear that announcement since a few people had darted out in front of our car when we drove in Galway.
They pointed us in the right direction and we walked a few more blocks. When we approached the cathedral, we were amazed by how large it was. There was a line at the entrance, and we knew there would be a small fee to help with the upkeep of the 800-year-old building. I requested two tickets, and when we looked at our receipt, we noticed that the cashier had given us the senior discount even though we had not ask for one. Secretly, I thought it must be Mike who was making me look old! 🙂
We were just youngsters compared to the age of the cathedral! People spoke in hushed voices as they shuffled about. The stained glass windows were very intricate and made of the tiniest pieces of glass I have ever seen. I did not realize that we would see tombs, monuments and grave slabs. Some of the history was carved into the walls and the statues were quite beautiful. We definitely got our money’s worth!
After visiting the cathedral, we walked to the Guinness Storehouse. We paid for our tickets at a machine and debated whether we should push the button for senior citizen. We guided ourselves very quickly through the tour, made it to the top of the building and had our pint of Guinness which was the best Guinness I ever had. It was standing room only.
Lunch was at Manning’s Deli. I ordered the sandwich of the week which was turkey with stuffing, cranberry mayo on toasted brown bread with a side salad of spinach, beets and almonds. Mike had a Spanish omelet and a very large cream puff. As you can see, my lunch was delicious.
All that walking and fresh air made us ready to find our way back to our hotel. We hurried by some of the people who were walking on the street. We passed by an older gentleman who was holding onto a younger woman. As I rushed by, I felt like I was crowding them and said, “Sorry.”
“That’s all right love,” the man said sweetly in his Irish brogue!
We saw this beautiful castle which is now a government building.
After a very long nap, we found a restaurant called Blarney’s where I ate a very large plate of spaghetti and Guinness meatballs.
The next morning, we took this picture from our hotel window before we left. We like to call it Moon Over Dublin.
Now we hope to go back for another visit when we really are senior citizens!