The next morning I awoke to find that Joe had found his way home. Hurray! We got ourselves together and visited the restaurant for the celebrated Irish breakfast. It was overwhelming wonderful, as always. It begins with cereal, toast, fruit, juice and yogurt. Then you advance to the buffet for eggs, sausage, bacon (that is nothing like our whimpy substitute), black/blood pudding, potatoes, more fruit, more toast, and scones. Finished off with the most delicious coffee I have ever guzzled, I mean swallowed.
Off to see the sights. From the top left, clock wise....foot bridge over the River Liffey and the wonderful boardwalk that runs next to parts of the river. Early morning shot on a beautiful day.
A child feeding the pigeons in St. Stephens Green, the most beautiful and manicured public garden nestled close to Trinity College. The garden has a enclosed area for a childrens playground, many sculptures and fountains. A delightful refuge from the noisy Dublin traffic.
Cobblestone street around the Temple Bar area awash in the soft morning light.
Trinity College where we took a walking tour of the college. We were suppose to sign up to take a walking tour of Dublin, but somehow we got mixed up and did not realize it until too late! The tour was well worth the hour we spent learning the history of the Protestant college, begun in the early 1500's. Our tour guide was a professor and a student at the illustrious institution. He had excellent dry wit and a droll delivery that kept Joe and I in stiches.
The famous Central Bank is situated in an area that is very limited for parking...virtually non-existent. This dapper gent in top hat and tails makes sure that everyone is in the right spot at the right time. I could never seem to get a picture of his front!
Elvis lives and he is on the streets of Dublin. I spotted him numerous times, usually in upper windows gazing down on the bustling streets.