On the Sunday we took the Luas (the tram) into the city in the afternoon. First we walked about, saw Trinity College...
... sat down next to a life-size bronze sculpture of Oscar Wilde...
... passed by the most Christmas decorated pub in Ireland, the Ginger Man...
... and went to the National Gallery!
It's actually bonkers that these institutions are completely free to enter!
We only did a rather quick browse around, as I was pretty much the only one really interested. Well, Rory did enjoy his visit actually, as it was his first time; but the other two were there mostly for company...
This is the main public art museum in Ireland, and it opened in 1864. It has quite an extensive collection of European masterpieces, and also houses the national collection of Irish art.
I saw many 'old friends', always nice to see new works by some of my favourites, like Braque, Signac, Cézanne and Monet to name a few.
This was one of my favourites here, a painting called Grief (1951) by Jack B. Yeats. Jack was the younger brother of poet William Yeats. He often evoked feelings of nostalgia or euphoria in his works, and his images of Irish life and landscape is making many to see him as the archetypal national Irish painter.
After our museum visit it was time to go find somewhere for a pint.
All cosied up in a pub, hiding from the chill outside.
Then Ciara had booked us in for a meal at the Hawksmoor Dublin. Unfortunately the service was so-so, but that didn't stop us from having a good time.
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