View of the River Liffey as it flows through Dublin city centre. I love Dublin. It has a very welcoming and friendly atmosphere and, of course, there is nowhere better to sit back in one of the myriad of pubs and sip from a pint of the black stuff. When I was there the first time I made a point of visiting the statue of Oscar Wilde; a garish affair in bright, gaudy colours but certainly original enough, just like the great man himself.
It's strange to think of all of the great Irish writers who felt they had to leave Dublin and Ireland behind. Beckett, Joyce, Wilde; they all left and made their mark in London or Paris. They were voluntary exiles, which makes you wonder what Dublin was like in those days.
The Irish are poets and drinkers and I'm happy to say I possess those genes to a some extent. I'd love to go back to Ireland and see more of the countryside and the West. I vill be back.
It's strange to think of all of the great Irish writers who felt they had to leave Dublin and Ireland behind. Beckett, Joyce, Wilde; they all left and made their mark in London or Paris. They were voluntary exiles, which makes you wonder what Dublin was like in those days.
The Irish are poets and drinkers and I'm happy to say I possess those genes to a some extent. I'd love to go back to Ireland and see more of the countryside and the West. I vill be back.
