|This life size horse sculpture in the lobby is a lamp!!!|
Yesterday after I got to Dublin and my posh hotel, Brenda and I (she accompanied me – helped me get situated) had lunch at the fabulous Writer’s Lounge. I splurged with an espresso “martini” – best I’ve ever had. We people watched before she had to catch the bus back to Slane and work.
|Blue skies outside the Writer's Lounge!|
On returning, I grabbed my laptop and went back to the Writer’s Lounge to continue with projects whilst sipping a lovely Malbec and nibbling gratis treats. The bar was now packed with post work revelers – MORE fab people watching. After sending off a fresh batch ‘o’ proofs, I bid the joint adieu and went up to my room to read and reflect on LIFE and shit.
In case you didn’t catch it – I’m not a scintillating human. Yur shocked…I know. I enjoyed the hell outta my day even though I wasn’t off doing BIG sightseeing type things. Actually, I’m a lousy tourist in general. I prefer going to new places and experiencing them as a native would – slowly and without hype. I wanna savor the details of all I come across – get a sense of what it might be like to live there/here.
Today I’ll begin my walking tour, looking for the Cian McLoughlin paintings which he so kindly twigged me to. As I wander, I’m sure I’ll see rafts of other interesting bits and pieces. Also too, I'm quite certain there's Jamo in my future. Mmmmmmmmm.
Off I go.
For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move.
~ Robert Louis Stevenson
We travel, some of us forever, to seek other places, other lives, other souls.
~ Anais Nin
No place is ever as bad as they tell you it’s going to be.
~ Chuck Thompson