And after.
Great place, Dublin.
On Sunday we had a traditional Irish breakfast at Beweley's, a popular restaurant that is carbon neutral and makes a mean latte. Which goes to show that being carbon neutral doesn't mean you can't enjoy the finer things in life.
Ironically, while in college I never wanted to visit Germany because I was afraid I'd be arrested and disappear forever, which is of course nonsense, but American elementary school education kind of stops talking about Germany after 1945 and neglects to mention that all that militant heritage is now channeled into glaring at other people's children and recycling.
Naturally, I now live in Germany, because the universe has a sense of humor.
Then I didn't want to visit Ireland because I was afraid the IRA would bomb me and I was unconcerned with factual trivia like the fact that they don't actually bomb things any more.
Happily, I made it out of Dublin un-bombed, except in a purely literal sense.
Here's a picture:
Separated at birth?
Separated at birth?
God bless the Irish and their pubs!
ReplyDeleteThe universe does indeed provide--and often with a sense of humor.
ReplyDelete(I wish it were providing me with a pint in Dublin...)
Ooooh! A traditional Irish breakfast! That sure sounds good to me. But, perhaps not low calorie, huh? Alas.
ReplyDeleteYou look much furrier than Barney.
ReplyDeleteMy husband would love to go to Ireland and Scotland.
Funny, I feel the same way you do about Germany but I've never thought to be afraid of being bombed in Ireland. Glad to you made it out safely and with a full belly!
ReplyDeleteI love Germany but I've never been to Ireland. A close friend went this summer and enjoyed it. I think she was able to finish half a pint. Another close fried is of Irish heritage and is very proud of it. ;-)
ReplyDeleteDon't worry. You don't look like Barney.
My sister-in-law married an Irishman, and makes a traditional Irish breakfast every New Year's Day. I can do without the various "puddings," but otherwise it's yummy.
ReplyDeleteAh, you lucky thing. Dublin is fantastic. I spent two years there scoffing many pints and Irish brekkies and came back to Canada 40 pounds heavier and dragging an Irish husband (who has since returned to Ireland). Oh those crazy Irish, eh?
ReplyDeleteYour ability to ridicule is unmatched, enhanced by the fact that you do not necessarily exclude yourself from the ridicule. i am confused by the child glaring, though.
ReplyDeleteSo Jealous! That sounds amazing. oxox
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Love the barney twin pic...DO you sing & dance? I hope you do better than Barney...maybe after a pint or two :) Your posts are always so fun to read about life on the other side of the world. So so different than here. Travel sounds nice right now...Dublin would be fun, especially with you! Merry Christmas if I don't get back here soon!
ReplyDeleteHow long does it take to fly there from where you are? Sounds like a fun trip!
ReplyDeleteWe had a great dog named Guinness (I know -- so random)
Yeah, I see the resemblance.
ReplyDeleteE tu, Solipsist??
ReplyDeleteI'm bwahahaha'ing over the channeling of their militant heritage.
ReplyDeleteTHANK you, kys, that was my favorite part too.
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