As I think back on the three weeks since I've been back at Glencree it seems as though so much has happened. And realistically most of that has been in the last week or so! We're getting broadband here - yeah! - so I've been waiting to upload photos. However, while it was supposed to be installed two weeks ago, it has not yet happened, so I finally made the trek to Poppie's in Enniskerry to take care of the pictures. Somehow I feel like I can't write a blog if I don't have any pictures to put up. Maybe this is the fault of Matt A. or maybe I'm just a visual person, who knows
When I first got back here things were dead. Time was passing very slowly and between thinking about the fact that my awesome roomie Yukari was back in Japan and that I have no idea what to do with my life after I leave here, I was a bit bummed out. However, I decided to take advantage of the momentary lack of work and get out a bit more. On my first weekend back I headed down to Bray to do the Bray Head Walk leading from Bray to Greystones. I've always wanted to do it, but just never have gotten around to it. While a bit windy it was a decent day and so nice to be out amongst people and enjoying nature. This is a picture as I started the walk
and this is a picture as I was reaching Greystones
It was a gorgeous view, even if I did come across a tree that looked like something out of a scary Halloween type movie
The next evening I was back in Bray with a bunch of the other vols/interns having a drink at the Harbour Inn Bar, which a funky little place that looks pretty normal from the front. They also had great music! Since there weren't many other people there we made ourselves at home and had a fun time dancing and pretending to sing on the stage. And while we weren't at Glencree I guess the ghosts followed us and appeared in this photo
We've also had a couple of "snowfalls" up on the mountain, though none of them have lasted longer than overnight. A good dose of the rain (that has been almost nonstop lately) tends to take of that. And how can anyone be too sad when looking at this view - amazing!
So the second weekend I was back in Ireland I decided to take advantage of again having two days off together and went to spend the weekend in Dublin. I got in about 5 and decided to check in to the hostel before meeting up with some TP folks for dinner. As I walked up to the building I was amused to realize that, completely coincidentally, this was the hostel we had stayed at when in Dublin in 2000. A little bit later I met up with Nikki and her boyfriend Arjan for dinner in Temple Bar. I had met Nikki for drinks once before and since they are now moving to the Netherlands thought it would be great to see her again before they left. After dinner
we headed to a great bar called Bruxelles off of Grafton Street. Upstairs in a regular old Irish pub, but downstairs are two separate areas, one with a biker bar and the other a nice alternative bar. It was a lot of fun and a cool atmosphere - I'll definitely have to go back. I then headed back to the hostel to get in a semi-decent night's sleep.
Sunday came and I got up to be out of the room by 10. However none of the museums in Dublin open until noon, at the earliest, on Sunday so I spent some time just strolling around. First I headed through St. Stephen's Green where I saw a man trying to feed the ducks, but being much more successful at feeding the pigeons
Then I wandered until I was closer to the National Gallery (my pick for the day since all the other museums didn't open until 2) and Merrion Square Park. I took another stroll and came upon this cool sculpture
as well as a father trying to herd his four young children to the play area. The two or three year old was quite happy with her lazy pace, while the older two were excited to get to the jungle gym. Dad ended up with the baby in the front pack carrier and trying to carry the toddler as well
The atmosphere was fun as it reminded me of a diluted version of the Met with all the artists and their paintings along the outside of the park, which is located directly across from the museum. The museum was fun, though sadly the National Portrait Gallery was closed for the day. However there was a really interesting exhibit of Polish artwork.
Instead of getting the Dart (train of sorts) to Bray I just took the bus back to Enniskerry and was delighted to see that the Christmas lights were still up and lit on the buildings. And while it's hard to capture the charm and beauty I did try
It was a great weekend and when I got back to Glencree it felt as if I had taken a trip rather than just going less than a hour away!