Things that I remembered…
…and those that I forgot.
A quick trip to Dublin.
Compliments of my family.
A breath of old-world air to fill my emotional lungs.
Many lovely things to remember about living here.
And, surprisingly, a goodly amount of things I had forgotten…
I remember how well Dubliners do tea and scones. Coffee morning at Rosie’s where, as usual, she pulls out the stops—table linens and china, abundant sweet and savoury scones, fountains of coffee and tea.
But I forgot how much urbanites use public transport and walk to get places. And here I thought I didn’t use the family car that much in the US! My legs are in a perpetual state of ache.
I remember how much I love Avoca. An endless array of tasty delicacies for all the senses.
But I forgot just how many shades of grey the sky wears in Dublin. I confess I don’t miss that part of life and am happy for generally sunny days in northern Virginia.
I remember the soothing sight for sore eyes granted by ancient architecture. What has been there for centuries will most likely remain for centuries more—stability is a good thing.
But I forgot how much energy it takes for the basic fundamental things in life—dodgy supermarket trolleys, narrow aisles, miniature clothes washers, micro parking spaces, perpetual dampness…
At the end of the day, a lovely trip to remember and one which I will not forget.
How gorgeous!!
19 Dec 2008 at 4:01 am
Here’s to your next visit, Cheryl!
19 Dec 2008 at 8:30 am
Thank you so much for sharing your Dublin visit. I love Avoca (but not the grey skies) too! K x
19 Dec 2008 at 9:09 am
I guess you only notice those little things that don’t work properly once you have seen a difference somewhere else. never noticed narrow aisles or small washing machines – I suppose coming from germany I do notice other differences… one thing is true for certain though: this year was exceptionally wet and grey:(( well, never mind, it can only get better and luckily we don’t start to rust or go mouldy:) have a nice weekend after your travelling!
19 Dec 2008 at 9:37 am
Heh-heh. I learned in London to never ask the question, “Is it within walking distance?” Because, to a Londoner, it is rather infinite. “Is there dry land between here and there?” is pretty much the criterion. So, say, from France to Russia? No prob.
19 Dec 2008 at 9:38 am
My husband says we’ll travel to Ireland when he retires from the Air Force and spend a couple of weeks. I can’t wait!
Thanks for sharing your photos. I wondered where you’d been!
(You took the second pretty chartreuse scarf out of your esty shop. *sad*)
19 Dec 2008 at 11:50 am
What beautiful china you have.
19 Dec 2008 at 1:17 pm
What beautiful china you have. Okay…I see it’s not yours….still pretty.
19 Dec 2008 at 1:17 pm
Oh Cheryl what a lovely post, very evocative of Dublin and my, what a beautiful tea table that is.
19 Dec 2008 at 4:34 pm
glad it was a good trip. it seems absolutely lovely from here! happy holidays.
24 Dec 2008 at 8:59 pm