Each large city has it’s own flavor. To me, NY feels brusque, LA feels self absorbed, London feels a bit patronizing and Dublin feels like an inefficient-but-controling nanny constantly telling visitors that they’re being naughty.
Tag: dublin
Fumin’ & a-fussin’
However, as I write this neither kid is able to fall asleep because the music from the Bewley’s disco below is SO loud that it actually drowns out the quiet science documentary we’re trying to watch (we put the TV on to offset the DJ and the party downstairs)
A New Day
Short of having the kids tap dance in front of the statue of Michael O’Connell, we just didn’t see how we’d scrape together the last €5 euros.
We’re Here, Lots of Good & A Big Piece of Shite
I realized it was missing about 2 blocks away, Hannah run like the wind back to the stop, the bag was there but my wallet and cell phone were gone. I’m still a bit in shock.