Dublin
Dublin was the place I couldn’t wait to leave when I first arrived there. Home was Trinity college, the apartment was nice, it had a kitchen so I could have tea any time. The little fridge even came with little … Continued
The memories I made in Ireland are still a jumble of green slopes, sheep, rain, and the people in equal measure. In trying to comb through the tangle of memories lodged inside constructed narratives I start with places: Achill, Dublin, … Continued
There is a beach three miles out from Dooagh on Achill Island, a little cove with sand and turquoise blue waters. The road that goes there is narrow and winding, with just enough space to let two medium cars pass … Continued
Gielty’s pub is the only public eatery in Dooagh, Achill Island, and as such functions as meeting place, cafe and bar, auditorium and conference center, for the whole village. It’s fairly central on the main road and happens to be … Continued
It has been said that the Irish landscape is the one factor that molds the Irish people, and through them, the arts that have emerged from the Emerald Isle. On the bus trip from Dublin to Achill Island we’ve passed … Continued