Polite and friendly people. Warm and delicious brown bread. Green for more than the eye can see. Guinness on tap everywhere and anywhere you go.
Where are we?
Ireland, of course – the Emerald Isle.
As the plane descended from the clouds, the morning was bright and beautiful. And at the expense of sounding cliché, outside our window the greenest fields and lush rolling hills greeted us.
This was my first trip oversees in many years and the first in which I was leaving my children behind in the care of my parents. Trying to suppress my anxiety of leaving them, I vowed to make the most of my time in the beautiful city of Dublin.
And what a city it is!
During our week stay, we visited the “must see” sites Dublin primarily by foot and bus……
…St. Patrick’s Cathedral (which unlike the cathedral in New York City is Anglican).
But of all the tourist sites we visited, by far my favorite was taking the Literary Pub Crawl. What is better than being immersed in Irish literary history while enjoying a pint at each stop along the tour. On the night of our walking tour, a light rain fell and we met Yeats, O’Casey, Joyce and Swift along the way on this tour.
And like all good trips, the night before we left, our tour bus made its way up the winding hills and delivered us at the door step of The Merry Ploughboys Pub where we dined, danced and sang as if we were just another fellow family member.