Due to one particular gentleman, and I use that word very loosely, employed at the UK border, I had to make a border run to Ireland while I was living in London. (He just unilaterally wrote in my passport I had to leave London by an arbitrary date when I returned from Paris. There was no legal basis for this. His reasoning was that "you can't just be traveling around all the … [Read more...] about Time to Kill in Dublin
Ireland
Literature and Booze on the Emerald Isle
My destination Ireland is a place that really needs no introduction. And I actually really can't believe I haven't been there until now, considering that I love Guinness, whiskey, and reading. Ireland, long known for poverty of the sort depicted in books like Frank McCourt's "Angela's Ashes," among others, saw a massive expansion of its economy in … [Read more...] about Literature and Booze on the Emerald Isle
Getting the Gift of Gab in Southern Ireland via Railtours Ireland
After imbibing the freshest nectar of the barley goddesses in public houses filled with red faced and blurry eyed practitioners of daily routine, I sashayed up and down the emerald city's moonlit and star splashed streets, my spirits high with the warm breath of liquid decadence, my soles light across cobbled stone with the knowledge of Apollo's imminent rise and … [Read more...] about Getting the Gift of Gab in Southern Ireland via Railtours Ireland