Our visit of Dublin (August 2017)
We had wanted to visit Dublin since we met. Following our honeymoon in London, we found the uncanny British romanticism suited to our character and wanted to go next to a place similar in character, and thought that Dublin, the capital of a mysterious and remote land, also the shrine of Saint Valentine, and ideal destination. It took over a decade to do that, although as a result we could visit with Julia.
Our first close view of the island: its industrial port.
Quickly enough, however, you're embraced by timeless culture. Here in Trinity college.
Walking the city, with Julia.
In front of Christ Church Cathedral. Dublin is very expensive, some attractions, like this one, we admired from outside.
Dublin has two cathedrals. This is the second one: St Patrick's Cathedral.
We did visit this one, but on our first attempt, it was already closed, so we had to enjoy its gardens instead.
Dublin is a Night city, where you can stroll along the black River Liffey bordered by lights of pubs.
One such pub.
The Ha'penny Bridge, cast in Shropshire.
Irish breakfast. This is pretty much like the English breakfast but with a Guiness.
A pub by day.
The walls of Dublin are very beautiful, although very British as well.
With the same infatuation for red bricks.
Although the sky has something of somewhere more deeply engulfed into the Ocean.
Julia lookin at the Dublin castle.
Which is this.
Walking around on some of the oldest stones of the island.
Back to Saint Patrick's cathedral.
The Butlers of Ormonde and the FitzGeralds of Kildare shook hands through this very hole.
Back to the Dublin streets.
At the National Gallery of Ireland, marvelling at Charles Vincent Lamb's Lough an Mhuilinn.
Julia and Elena in front of A Convent Garden, by Dublin artist William John Leech.
With the end of the world in background.
A very old mirror.
The impressive spire of Dublin, as seen from Earl street.
Beautiful moonrise in the sky.
Typical Dublin walls.
Julia orbiting 'Apples and Atoms', by Eilís O’Connell, a tribute to Walton's discovery of transmutation.
The most famous thing in Dublin: the Irish pub.
We had our share of rain, which is part of the proper atmosphere.
The symbol of Ireland (it's also the one adopted by Guiness), turned into a bridge.
Elena at the EPIC Irish Emigration Museum.
Julia with James.
The Guiness factory.
Julia and nitrogen.
Fabrice learning the art of pouring a perfect Guiness.
View from the panoramic bar at the rooftop of the factory.
