Yesterday was the first time I’ve visited Dublin since 2013. Here’s what struck me…
I heard an amazing array of languages and saw numerous ethnic markets as I walked the streets for hours.
The 3-day visitor’s trip transit pass is a great deal at 19.50
It’s dirtier than I remember it being. There seems to be a (un)fair amount of trash in the streets and in the wooded areas next to the roads.
Recycling doesn’t seem to be a thing. I didn’t notice any public bins for plastics or glass sorting.
Molly Malone along with her cockles and mussels has been relocated! You’ll find her these days in front of the tourist agency, near Avoca.
Lots of skinny jeans – for young men, that is. Their female counterparts were more often wearing high-waisted “mom” jeans, often with cropped tops.
While I know from past experience that there is excellent food to be had in Dublin, it’s easy to get mediocre food. I disappointingly went 0 for 2 on my meals yesterday.
On a related note, when will I learn that the batter on fish and chips makes my stomach turn after the third bite? It’s just too much oil for me, I think.
Spring is in full swing here with flowers and trees blooming in St. Stephen’s Green. The tulips are lovely, but don’t approach Albany’s spring display.
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