If you are reading these lines it means that I am on a plane (slight simplification) heading to Mountain View, California and leaving Dublin, Ireland, where I have spent the last two years. I will not be missing the clouds and rain of Dublin but I will be missing all the friends that I have made in the last 2 years as well as the beautiful and peaceful city.
A few days ago I had the opportunity to see a bit of Amsterdam after a trip to the US consulate. Although the weather was more on the greyscale side of things I saw some interesting things: On top of the entrance to the Madame Tussaud’s museum. Loes admiring what I can only think is the bike of Getafix (Panoramix) the druid. A social sofa.
Last week I visited Glendalough and was greated with very cloud-free wheater. This post proves how beautiful can Ireland be when clouds leave us for a few hours. I also took this opportunity to start learning how to use my Nikon D90. No more auto mode, only shutter, aperture or P mode from now on!
Yesterday we came back from a week of holidays in Lanzarote, one of the Canary Islands. Black sand which is so typical from Lanzarote. We took that little trail to go to the beach and in search of dinner. The next day we decided to investigate the area by bike. Between more touristy areas you could see lovely corners with almost no one on sight. Yellow pedal based vehicles packed to the roofs with bright red skinned British and Germans.
Two weeks ago we went to Bray and, from there, we took an approximately 5km long hiking trail along the coast towards Greystones. The Irish coastline reminds me of The Shire, the birthplace of hobbits in The Lord Of The Rings: completely green, with a minimum number of people and almost everybody smiles. The beach is not the best place to take the sun or generally lie but you can see the good-natured intentions.
A few months ago I went to Wicklow for a day trip, an area south of Dublin known for its beautiful nature. The first stop was at the Powerscourt Gardens. Part of the gorgeous garden that lies in front of the main building. One of the many attractions in Powerscourt is the animal cemetery that it hosts. In it a few dozens of loved pets and farm animals rest in peace.
A few months ago I visited Kilmainham Gaol or The Jail of Kilmainham located in Dublin. I will leave the photos speak by themselves. One of the internal corridors during the visit. The jail seen from the outside. And the jail from the inside. (I need to work on my creativity). People on the death row would go to the church to receive their last blessings and then cross the door behind the altar to go thank the blesser.
Continuing the previous two posts about my trip to Rome here follows what we saw on the third day. After leaving the hotel we took the subway in the direction of the Colosseum. It’s interesting how artistic Roman youth is. It wasn’t just the colorful subway but also the uncountable walls full of graffiti that we found. Fortunately there is either too much security near temples and important monuments or maybe it’s just that even rebellious street painters respect them.
Several weeks ago, at about 9am on a Sunday I started hearing drums of war outside. I assumed they came from the nearby stadium past the Liffey which has always been a source of a variety of weird sounds. I tried to stop thinking about it for some time even though not even my noise canceling headphones could cancel that noise. Eventually I left my flat to do some errands and when I arrived to the grand canal area this is what I saw:
A mysterious hazy forest near Budel. These days I am discovering The Netherlands (and officially Belgium too) with Loes and I wanted to take this opportunity to wish you all happy christmas. The photos that add more white to this blog show a little bit of the forest that we visited this morning. Everything was white, sounds were quickly absorbed by the snow and the lighting made you feel like you were in a dream or in another world.