February 25th, 2015
Today we made our way to Dublin, feeling excited (and sleep deprived) and anxious to be starting our spring break adventures. We also have been learning all about the famous historical sites in Dublin during our class lectures, and we couldn’t wait to see them in person. On the way to Dublin, we stopped at Clonmacnoise in County Offaly and Newgrange in County Meath. Clonmacnoise was founded in 544 and sits stragetically on the river Shannon. Over the years, it was a central location for religion, crafts, and trading purposes. Today we saw the ruins of the site, with century old Celtic crosses scattering the landscape. Newgrange, however, was my favorite stop. Newgrange is a megalithic passage tomb built around 3200 BC, where the only passageway leads to a chamber that can only be lit by the winter solstice sunrise.
After living in rural Tully Cross for the past two months, we were excited to experience the city life of Dublin. A few of us had been to the city of Galway for a weekend, but this was different. We were in the heart of Dublin and we had three full days to explore on our own. We also could not contain our excitement as we passed not one, but two Chinese buffets on the way to our hostel.
We unpacked our bags in our hostel (free wifi throughout the WHOLE building, what a luxury) and immediately set foot for the nearest Chinese buffet. It was fifteen euro for the whole meal (it was expensive, but we didn’t care) and I ate as many crab rangoons, teriyaki sticks, sweet and sour chicken, and strawberry jello cups as I possibly could. In all honesty, the buffet was probably really terrible, but we had been craving Chinese food for so long it tasted like the best thing in the world.
After dinner, we remembered that we had the whole night ahead of us and we were free to do whatever we wanted. When we got back to the hostel we asked a guy at the front desk where we should go for drinks and instead he gave us a brochure for a pub crawl that happened every night (awesome). So we went on the pub crawl and what happens in Dublin stays in Dublin. I’ll leave it at that. Be sure to ask Annie about the Dublin bridge, if you get a chance.