Good day

Today has been great. I woke up late, then woke up a little later, and it was raining. It hasn't stopped raining yet. I almost didn't go into Dublin because I'm a lazy loser, but I did. I got on a 3ish pm bus after buying an Irish breakfast which is identical to an American breakfast--egg, sausage, ham, potatoes of some sort, and toast. You aren't going to find pancakes or waffles around here though. I drank tea with milk in it! It was good. I didn't have very high expectations, but it wasn't bad.

I didn't know where I wanted to get off the bus 'cause I wasn't trying to get anywhere specific. Before I left, Mom gave me this article from a travel magazine and the woman that wrote the article talked a lot about the Winding Stair--it's a restaurant and a bookstore. Well, we passed that and I got off at the next stop. I just went to the bookstore part and ended up buying 3: this old copy of Pride and Prejudice (I STILL haven't read that), the Pickwick Papers, and Ladder of Years by Anne Tyler. From another store I two book that have been written in the last 20 years. Then one more in one last bookstore. After that I said no more bookstores.

Other than that I just walked around the city. I wandered into the Keeling Gallery. I don't actually know who Keeling is, but I like his paintings. I was all over Grafton street for some reason. That's the high end shopping street, but I was not interested on spending money on anything other than books apparently. If you go to the other end of Grafton street you'll run into Stephen's Green. I saw one corner of it. I don't really get it, cause the part I saw was all closed off. There's a really cool and ornate fence there, but I don't know why a park would be closed at 4 in the afternoon on a Saturday. That's prime park attendance time. I got a little lost back in those streets--they are narrow for sure. Somewhere over there you run into the Temple Bar district. I walked by the Temple Bar again. I was on my way to Christ Church Cathedral but got distracted by alleys and other walkways that looked cooler until I ended up where I started--on Grafton near O'Connell street. So then I didn't know what else to really do with myself and by then it was 6ish and it would be getting dark soon so I started walking to a bus stop and saw a sign for Merrion Square. That's the beginning, or end, of the bus line that goes between Maynooth and Dublin. So I went there. I didn't know it until I was there, but that's the Georgian district--the place with the colorful doors. I forgot until I got back here, but Oscar Wilde lived at No. 1 Merrion Square. I have the perfect opportunity to look at that, but nope. I just have to go back.

When I got back here I talked to Mom on Skype!

The only thing that sucked about today was my camera was dead...