Dublin, Ireland

By the time we arrived in Dublin, my spousal unit was very ill. I knew he was sick when his Energizer Bunny battery died. We walked to a seafood restaurant that had “just closed their kitchen for an hour,” so we opted for a steak across the street. As we walked, I realized the buildings next to me were Boston College.

If you’ve never seen a pub, they are easily identified by their flowers. The more touristic the pub, the more luscious the flowers it seems.

Dublin reminded me of a mix of Boston and London with the architecture, churches and green spaces.

My daughter and I like modern art. I found a wonderful gallery and could have stayed there for an hour. Most galleries may have a few pieces of contemporary art, but I was surprised to see an entire store with every piece of something interesting.

These are typical streets in Dublin's city center. Pedestrians don’t seem to jaywalk as Americans do in their cities. They wait until the light has changed and the walk sign appears. My daughter would not make it here. She’s a true New Yorker and jaywalks everywhere, daring the cars to hit her.

Dublin appeared to be a typical city. I would be curious to stay for a month and see how it is to live here. The mass transit here seemed to be buses, and at five o’clock, hundreds were waiting on the sidewalks at the bus stops. And there are a lot of buses, double-decker ones that look as if they might tip over when turning a corner.

An entrance to St. Stephens Park, one of the parks in the city center. This park reminded me of New York’s Central Park, which is only smaller, of course. It had a duck pond and lots of swans.

This is only a quick taste of Dublin. Both you and I need to spend more time here, don’t you think?