Thank goodness everyone in Boston is alright. However, violence is a factor in the lives of all too many people beyond our borders.
End this moral disengagement by understanding the horrific crimes of violence everywhere.
The weekend trip to Belfast was miserable, and I am ecstatic to be back in Dublin. Throughout the trip, I needed to consciously discern between what I can eat and what would bring about inevitable food poisoning. I did not have the opportunity to splurge on a good meal in Belfast, and so, fast food from shoddy restaurants was all I ate.Continue reading “Irish Cuisine”
Today is the day. I am finally going to see Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros. I saw the poster for their concert on the first day I arrived in Dublin and I knew I had to go. I paid 25€ for the tickets; a bit more than I would have spent if I saw them back in New Orleans. I had the opportunity to see them in October of 2010 but flaked on the last minute. As I’ve been listening to their new album, Here, I knew that I was not going to let anything stop me this time.Continue reading “Music in Dublin”
According to Google Maps, the walk from Trinity College to St. Stephens Green Park is approximately twenty-minutes. I pushed my way through Grafton Street and in less then ten minutes I found myself facing the park’s gate. Continue reading “The Luas”
North Richmond street was decorated with solemn brick houses just as Joyce describes. The area seems to be poor, with fences and yards laced with barbed wire. There was litter scattered around porches and down the sidewalks. The surrounding area had small convenience stores and electronic repair shops. The Christian Brother’s School, also called O’Connell Primary School, is still on the corner of the blind street. The school takes up a large part of the road. I saw no playgrounds or signs of children playing.Continue reading “Off the Tourists’ Path”
As I wandered the streets I came across several beautiful street art stencils and frescos. Soon enough, I found myself walking down the smallest of allies and scanning sides of buildings for more. I have never seen so much public street art so forwardly interlaced into a city’s look. It is literally everywhere, not just graffiti but art. Even New Orleans let Banksy stencils go to waste. Continue reading “Banksy”