November 4: Dublin!!!!

Göteborg city airport is a shithole worse than AZO. It looks like a barn. Flew to Dublin today. I was so excited for Ireland and I don't even know why! It isn't like I have any Irish heritage or anything, but I am definitely in love with their history and culture and (almost above all) literature. Come on, any place that spawns Oscar Wilde, Yeats, James Joyce and Seamus Heaney AND had a national uprising in the last century AND brews Guiness has massive props from me.

Took the bus to the Temple Bar district to the hostel - and found that I had a whole room to myself!! After that I walked back through Temple Bar (and got a sausage roll with sauce along the way) and onto O'Connell St. The General Post Office from the Easter Rising (1916) still has the bullet holes in the pillars and you can put your fingers in them. There was also a "millenium needle" thing which just looked like a giant ass space needle thing in the middle of the street with a light at the top. After that it was really too late and dark to go to the Writers' museum (boo!) so I crossed back over the River Liffey near Trinity College and found the Molly Malone statue (cockles and mussels alive alive oh!!!) . The Irish are witty and call her the "Tart with the Cart", because she apparently was also a hooker!