Jane and I met my dad in Wales, he was traveling down from Scotland. Its possible to take a ferry from Holyhead to Dublin across the Irish Sea. The day was spendid in Wales, the train follows the northern coast of a very scenic landscape. Mountains rise up along the sea, and castles dot the terrain. Just an hour wait in Holyhead til we took the two hour journey, aboard a ferry named ‘Jonathan Swift’, over to Dublin’s port. We arrive past sunset, and search out a B & B, in which we score the last triple bedroom on the block. We all really wanted traditional Irish food, so we headed out on the town. Being Saturday night and all, the streets were crowded. We walked along the river Liffey and over the half penny bridge into Temple Bar(hoppin’ night life area). We found the best place for dinner, having to wait for a half hour to enjoy the best Irish puddings, boxty, colcannnon, corned beef and cabbage, fish and chips, dumplings, and stout. This meal was one of the best ever, our waitress Lindsey was real kind and informed us about Dublin, claiming Bono often walks around the area, however he doesn’t get hounded by people because it is not popular custom to woo celebrities in Ireland, leading me to believe our star-crazy American culture was probably created by Hollywood, and tabloids. Bono owns a hotel in Dublin, which we saw the next day.
After a great night of sleep, we awoke at sun up rise, enjoyed a giant Irish breakfast, and jumped aboard a tour bus. This is the fastest and cheapest way to see all of Dublin. I was most interested in seeing the Guinness brewery. We got off the bus at the giant beer factory, which encompasses over 60 acres. Seven levels of history and information. Arthur Guinness, the genius that started it all, has a 9000 year lease on the land. He chose the location due to its proximity to a nearby mountain which feeds a river fresh water. The barley is toasted and malted, and the yeast they incorporate has been part of the same strain for over 200 years, in fact they value this yeast so much a bit is locked away in a safe, so if anything happened to the factory (fire for instance) they would still have the original yeast to start a new batch. Speaking of starting a batch, every hour they allow a visitor to push the button that starts a batch of beer. Your name gets attached to the batch number for all eternity, and in a few weeks time Guinness sends you a packet of info about where in the world your batch landed up…I was next in line, and in fact waited for 30 minutes to do so, until an old man on a guided tour showed up and stole my spot. Miscomunication between the worker I was talking to, and the tour guide led to confusion, but nonetheless, I was robbed of the opportunity to start a batch of Guinness. Oh well…
We all got our free pint on the seventh floor, the gravity bar, and enjoyed a great view of Dublin. On the way down, we stopped in the art gallery, and saw the original paintings of the 1930’s and 40’s poster campaign. Images of the toucan, and zookeeper, and slogans like “Guinness is good for you” adorned the work. It was truely fantastic to see these original gauche and watercolor paintings.
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We have a slew of great pictures, but Jane’s hard drive is slightly malfunctioned, we hope to have it fixed soon…
I will report on our trip to Paris tommorrow.