Am in an Internet cafe in Temple Bar right at the River Liffey. You know what? That river smells. Worse than the Delaware. Yet still charming.
We are having a weird time with jet lag. I was awake from 2 a.m. to 4:30 a.m. this morning then I fell back asleep. Just in time for......weird smelling sausages at the breakfast buffet!!! No, didn't eat them this morning. Had Rice Crispies instead. I do like that they serve tomatoes with breakfast.
Our hotel is okay but in a kind of industrial area with nothing much else around. I like the Temple Bar area a lot with all the shops and cafes.
I went into Brown Thomas, the fancy department store on Grafton Street and bought the kind of Lancome makeup I wear - Teint Idole!!! They have phased it out in the U.S. but they have it here!! Wanted to buy 11 bottles of it but it was too expensive.
Today we went to Trinity College and the Book of Kells. The book is very ornate but I couldn't read a darn word of it. Plus there were a lot of pushy Germans crowding around the display case who would not move. Upstairs was the long room with all kinds of ancient books. It looked like Dad's house. But with a better bathroom. No, no. Just kidding.
We saw a movie about the history of Dublin. Interesting. It seems every time the Irish turned around, the Vikings were invading and pillaging. How annoying.
Mom and I had good salmon last night and I just had some tasty tea at an Italian cafe. Jenny, you were right about the packaged sandwiches. Yum! Mom has gone back to the hotel and I am going to look at the U2 collectible store near the Ha'Penny Bridge and then to the Clarence Hotel, which Bono and Edge own. Will try not to look like a tourist. Will refrain from weeping and/or screaming. U2 plays on the radio all the time here. Yippee. And I also heard the Cure.
Everyone in Dublin is on their cell phone all the time. Just like NYC. So is the traffic and even though we are crossing at the light, people keep trying to run us over.
Must go in search of all things U2 now. Oh it rained all day yesterday and was wet, awful and miserable. So damp. No wonder all those Irish people got consumption and cough.