When we moved to England, I declared one thing to Mr. H.
I wasn't leaving until I travelled to Ireland.
It has been a life long dream.
It must be the Irish in me.
My only regret, is that I have not seen more.
With a few busy months before our departure to Vietnam,
I must save it for another day.
We managed a break to Dublin
for a few cold wintry days in December 2010.
I wrote that I went to Dublin and discovered Boston.
I wrote about it here:
I dream of travelling the Irish countryside.
My journey is not over. One day, I will get there.
For now, I have these beautiful memories of Dublin.
In the spirit of St. Patrick's Day and a world-besotted traveller..
Irish writer, Jonathan Swift. :)
Happy St. Patrick's Day!
with views on Dublin...
|Sir Benjamin Lee Guinness, 1st Baronet|
(1798-1868) St. Patrick's Cathedral, Dublin
|Jonathan Swift (1713-1745)|
St. Patrick's Cathedral
Epitaph written by Jonathan Swift
and loosely translated from the Latin by Irish author William Butler Yeats
Swift has sailed into his rest.
Savage indignation there cannot lacerate his breast.
Imitate him if you dare, world-besotted traveller.
He served human liberty.
Happy St. Patrick's Day from
Jeanne and her travelling Irish hat.
My love for all things Irish has no end...
taken on travels thru Dublin in December 2010
Reference to Jonathan Swift here