Sunday, June 20, 2010

Exploring: County Dublin, Ireland

As I begin my posts of my journey around Ireland, I dedicate them to my father, Charles Donald Burke, who has spent years researching and documenting our Irish heritage.  I so wish you could have joined me, Dad.  Happy Father's Day!  Love, Me


My Recommendations:

Must Do's ...

  1. Kilmainham Gaol
  2. Trinity College
  3. Museums - National Art Gallery, Writers Museum, National Museum (decorative arts & history)
  4. Dublin Castle
  5. Gaiety Theatre
  6. St. Stephen's Green
  7. Guinness Beer
  8. Nightlife:  Grafton Street pubs and clubs including Dandelion Bar Club (won Best Nightclub 2010), Porterhouse, O'Donoghues Bar, and Shanagan's elegant pub for a nightcap.  For the younger & tourist crowd, definitely go to the Temple Bar area.
  9. The Fitzwilliam Hotel 
  10. Hop On - Hop Off Bus Tour
What You Can Skip ...
  1. Grafton Street Shopping
  2. Guinness Storehouse

My First Trip to Dublin ...  

(Preface:  forthcoming posts on the other regions of Ireland should not be as long as this one as I only spent a day or two in each of them.)


Arriving at Aer Lingus in the JFK International airport in New York, it was almost surreal for me.  I have always wanted to explore Ireland's green fields.  After rescheduling this trip 2 times this year already, and after hearing my Dad rattle off our Irish genealogy for many years now, it was a bit difficult to grasp that I was actually on my way.

At the Irish pub in the JFK airport, Tigin, I watched the many tourists on their way to Ireland who, in their excitement, had chosen to wear green.  And proudly, I might add.  Some even had matching shirts with "Ireland, Summer 2010."  I shake my head.  Tourists.  (I refer to tourists in the third person as I am a traveler, not a tourist, you see.)  I met several wonderful people on my journey to Ireland ... Regina, who visited NYC 21 years ago and stayed; a lovely older couple who were such fun & so much in love; the young man who sat next to me that was on his way to Bologna, Italy to be married; a few of the Aer Lingus flight attendants. 

Aer Lingus was fantastic...very friendly, easy travel.  The only inconveniences are seating is a bit short on the leg room, and drinks are not served with dinner (although they do advise you of this when beverages are served before dinner).

When I arrived at The Fitzwilliam Hotel on St. Stephen's Green early Saturday morning, knowing I would be early for check-in, I had scheduled a massage at their in-house Spirit Spa.  I was a bit early for the massage, so the hotel staff kindly escorted me to their lobby where a fire was burning in the fireplace and the sofas were inviting.  It was a chilly and rainy morning, so a comfortable sofa near a fire, and in a trendy setting, was perfect.  I felt a bit spoiled when a tray of tea and biscuits were brought to me.  Ahh...perfect after my journey as I did not sleep well on the flight.  The Fitzwilliam Hotel is in the perfect location...at the intersection which has the main entrance to St. Stephen's Green, the St. Stephen's Green shopping mall, Grafton Street shopping, Gaiety Theatre, and many pubs and nightclubs.

Ursula Daly, I.T.E.C and I.M.T.A., is a lovely massage therapist and aesthetistician.  Being very spiritual and holistic, she provided me with guidance on my overall wellness in addition to the incredible massage.  We had such a kindred spirit connection, that she gave me the cd she had playing because I so enjoyed the music.  (Evidently, she never gives her cds away.)  The music is very relaxing:  Bliss, A Hundred Thousand Angels.  "Be wise:  Always try to live in perfect harmony with your own nature."

After my massage, I was still early for check-in so I had some lunch in the hotel restaurant.  During lunch, the helpful woman from the front desk brought my room key to me as it was now ready, and advised that my luggage had just been taken up.  My room was amazing!  Very trendy boutique in style, very roomy, and the smallest of detail was given attention.  I felt spoiled every moment I spent in my room.  I was also very impressed with service and attention I received throughout my entire stay.  The staff even knew me by name. 

A quick shower then I was out exploring the streets of Dublin!

I strolled through St. Stephen's Green just across the street from my hotel.  At 22 acres, it's the largest of the parks in Dublin's main Georgian squares.  Phoenix Park is the largest park in Dublin city, but is not in a Georgian square.  The park is so sweet and lovely, and a great place for early morning runs.  I highly spending a couple hours relaxing in this lovely park.


As I wandered around Grafton Street, the highly recommended shopping area, I was greatly disappointed.  The only worthwhile shops on this street are Karen Millen who has the most beautiful collection of dresses (but I can find this shop in SoHo, NYC), and Brown Thomas whose shoe department is better than most Manhattan department stores.  The rest is your basic US mall, and not even many of those shops given the amount of pharmacies.  I was so disappointed that I sent Stacey a text, a girlfriend in London, for guidance.  Evidently, this is it on the shopping with an Irish exception just around the corner from Grafton Street, Avoca, a store of wovens, housewares, and accessories.  A lovely shop and cafe.  It's a good thing that I really don't like shopping!

I made my way to the Temple Bar area which is very quaint and fun.  Located on the south bank of the River Liffey, unlike the surround areas it has preserved its medieval street pattern, with many narrow cobbled streets.  It is extremely touristy, very young, and has very expensive drinks.  Making my way down to the river I crossed the famous Ha' Penny Bridge, built in 1816, into North City Center.  Not much was happening there so I returned to Temple Bar and found a bar with some great music.  After seeing a few groups of American men perk up when I entered, I grabbed a beer and made my way to where the locals were.  And there, I became mesmerized...obsessed...a big fan of the game of Hurling!  Wow!  The game is very strategic and, well, those Irishmen are MEN!
 
The Gaiety Theatre is around the corner from the hotel, so I stopped by and picked up a ticket for that evening's closing performance of Shawshank Redemption.  I really wanted to see something light-hearted, but more so I wanted to see a performance at this 'Grand Old Lady of South King Street' that opened in 1871 (featuring operatic and musical productions, with occasional dramatic shows).  Surprisingly, this performance was the strongest performance I've seen in a long time, even as compared to Broadway (with the exceptions of Wicked and August: Osage Count).  Kevin Anderson and John Jelks gave such strong performances you thought you were watching Tim Robbins and Morgan Freeman! 

While I waited for the performance to begin, a lovely couple sat next to me.  Joan & Andrew.  We hung out together during the intermission over a pint, then after the performance we went to hit the pub across the street, Sinnot's Bar, and I was shocked to find it downstairs and the size of 4 American pubs!  Joan, Andrew & I spent the evening getting to know each other and...well...laughing our heads off!  They are such a fun couple!  We wrapped up the night with a nightcap at The Oval Office pub at Shanahan's Restaurant which is in a lovely Georgian townhouse.  The American owner, John Shanahan, created Hooked on Phonics.

The next day I utilized the Hop On-Hop Off double-decker tour bus system to get around the city quickly and see the key sights, hopping off at the ones I wanted to explore.  These seem a bit cheesy, but I've learned they're fantastic at ensuring you see everything you want in a shorter period of time.  I always recommend spending the first 2 days in a city on these buses (a great tip given to me by the late actor Roy Stuart when I was to visit Paris for the first time). While Dublin isn't a large city, so it's easy to walk around, there are several key sights that are outside of the city centre.  Any hotel can provide you with information on these buses and, of course, so can the Visitor's Center located in an old church.

My first exploration was Dublin Castle.  Founded in 1204 by King John of England, until 1922 it was the fortified seat of British rule in Ireland.  It is now a major Irish government complex.  The tour is worth the euros as you learn much about Dublin's history.  I visited Christ Church Cathedral and St. Patrick's CathedralThe Guinness Storehouse is, of course, very touristy.  I don't recommend this stop.  While I didn't take the tour, I did go to the top floor bar for the 360 view of Dublin and free pint of Guinness.  And by going to the top for my 'free' pint, it cost me the 15 euros as if I'd taken the tour. I'm not a big beer drinker & have never liked Guinness, but in Ireland it's smooth, creamy, and doesn't have a bite.  My regret here isn't skipping the tour.  My regret is not being able to shake the American motorcycle guy who saw me at Quays Bar the day before and took this opportunity to attach himself to me.


Kilmainham Gaol.  If you see nothing else, you must see this jail.  A former prison where many leaders of Irish rebellions were imprisoned, tortured, and some executed from 1796 until 1924 by the British and by the Irish Free State.  This is where the Easter Rising leaders, Patrick Pearse, James Connolly and other founding fathers of Ireland were jailed and executed.  Ireland's fight for freedom is best told from insight this prison than anywhere else.  It's only three miles from City Centre, and now houses an educational center that covers both the heroic and tragic struggles from the 1780s to the 1920s.  There is a tour that includes the interior as well as the errie stone-breakers yard where some of the rebels were shot.
(Note:  The Saville Inquiry, established in 1998 to look at the 1972 Bloody Sunday events in Northern Ireland was just made public on June 15, 2010.  It contained findings of fault that could re-open the controversy, and potentially lead to criminal investigations for some soldiers involved in the killings.)


Trinity College, Ireland's oldest university, was founded in 1592 by Queen Elizabeth I and is also one of the oldest universities in Western Europe.  The grounds are so beautiful and its history is captivating.  The Library's famous Long Room is quite overwhelming.  The pedestals of marble busts.  The alcoves of books.  Smell of old leather and ancient word.  The soft sounds of thought and knowledge so abundant and overwhelming.  I paused to take it all in.  Smiling.  Only if these shelves were filled with shoes could it also please me this much.  As I turned to leave, I saw that I had been standing in front of the bust of Edmond Burke

Trinity College is also home to the Book of Kells.  The Book of Kells is an illustrated manuscript Gospel in Latin which contains the four Gospels of the New Testament along with various prefatory texts and tables. It was created by Celtic Monks circa 800 or a wee bit earlier.   Pay the 10 euros for a student guided 45 minute tour, which includes entry into the Long Hall and the Book of Kells exhibit ... you won't be disappointed.

The Museums in Dublin are very impressive.  Visit the National Art Gallery, Writers Museum, and National Museum (decorative arts & history).

One of the two best meals I had in Ireland was in Dublin at Peploe's Wine Bistro, on St. Stephen's Green.  It's just a few stairs down from the sidewalk into a lovely red brick Georgian building that is covered with ivy.  I began with Kir Royal as an apertif, then Irish beef carpaccio.  The carpaccio was a bit tough but very flavorful.  My entree was swordfish with caponata and potato.  On its own, the swordfish was a bit salty for my taste, but, with a proper bite with the caponata and greens positioned beneath it on the plate, it was sheer perfection!  I don't typically order desert, but, I was on vacation!  The rhubarb strawberry crumble was...shhh...better than my Grandma Burke's!  Now, how IS that possible?? And the cappuccino was the best I've had outside of Rome.  Service was classic and attentive without being annoying.  My compliments to Chef Sebastian Scheer!

For Nightlife, check out these fabulous places:  Dandelion Bar Club (Best Nightclub 2010), O'Donoghues Bar for Irish music, and Porterhouse.

It was time to leave Dublin.  I had already delayed my departure by a day & a half.  As I waited for a taxi, I tried not to think about the fact that I'll be driving on the left side of the road shortly.  I was quite nervous, but ...

"Do One Thing Every Day That Scares You!"
The explorations continue ... stay tuned for the next Irish county!

    Sunday, June 13, 2010

    "Bionn Siulach Scealach" ~ Ireland


    I'm back from my trip to The Emerald Isle!

    Thank you to everyone who shared their recommendations with me.  I took all into consideration, made a list of the 'must do's', and then traveled EuroK style by going wherever the wind blew me.

    And thank you to Stacey who flew over from London to hang out with me for a bit!

    I will admit that I did not want to come home!  I have so much to share.  My wanderings, experiences, people I've met, and my recommendations There's so much that I'm going to share them with you via separate posts, each of which will focus in on one county/region of Ireland.  For all of you who simply want the facts, I'll begin each post with a quick list of my recommendations (do's and don'ts).  And then, for those who would like to relive my journey with me, I'll share my experiences.

    To answer the question I'm constantly being asked, I didn't have any problems driving on the left side of the road.  I was so nervous about it, but ... it was a piece of cake!

    Sit tight.  County Dublin will be the first post ...

    Saturday, June 12, 2010

    "Do One Thing Every Day That Scares You."

    For Killarney ...

    we'll do it all
    everything
    on our own

    we don't need 
    anything
    or anyone

    if I lay here
    if I just lay here
    would you lie with me
    and just forget the world?

    I don't quite know 
    how to say
    how I feel

    and three words
    are said too much
    they're not enough

    if I lay here
    if I just lay here
    would you lie with me
    and just forget the world?

    forget what we're told
    before we get too old
    show me a garden
    that's bursting into life

    let's waste time
    chasing cars
    around our heads

    I need your grace
    to remind me
    to find my own

    if I lay here
    if I just lay here
    would you lie with me
    and just forget the world?

    forget what we're told 
    before we get too old
    show me a garden
    that's bursting into life

    all that I am
    all that I ever was
    is here in your perfect eyes
    they're all I can see

    I don't know where
    confused about how as well
    just know that these things
    will never change for us at all

    if I lay here
    if I just lay here
    would you lie with me
    and just forget the world?
    ~ Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol

    Thursday, June 10, 2010

    Wandering into Synchronicity

    A great story!  I've omitted names to protect the guilty ...

    He:
    Super thirsty, I arrive at the bar in the St. Regis Hotel in Manhattan.  There were two Russian babes sitting at the bar in the middle, and a lonely older guy to their left.  I really don't want to speak with anyone.  I just want one of those cold beers they serve in a frosted glass.  (They always remind me of the Ice Hotel in Kiruna, Sweden.)  So I sit next to the older guy and order a beer.

    She:
    It's been a long week and I'm exhausted.  I'm looking forward to meeting my blind date but I must admit I'm more excited about our meeting location.  I know me, and the chance I will find this guy intriguing is slim, at best.  He had presented me with a choice of venues.  Despite loving the alternate location, and after an unusual waffling on my part, my gut told me to choose the St. Regis.  I walk in and see the gentleman I am supposed to meet sitting at the bar.  Then, immediately, I see this hot guy standing on the other side of the bar stool that is clearly meant for me.  Well, he's as hot as one can tell without seeing the face.  I make a conscious effort to turn my complete attention to the man I'm meeting so I'm not rude to him.

    He:
    Five minutes later, this gorgeous babe arrives.  I'm not quite sure why she is with the 'Oldie,' but I say to myself, "Lucky old dog!"  And, I must admit, for just an instant I wonder if she is a super classy call girl.

    She:
    I share with this gentleman that I didn't re-read his profile because I like to get to know someone from through conversation.  (Yes, I confess this is an online dating 'first meeting.')  "So," I say, "tell me your life story!"  And to my shock and dismay, he did!  I sat there as he gave me his entire business life story.

    He:
    I overhear the conversation where the Oldie spills out his resume.  I'm still not sure if they're meeting for business or pleasure!  I finish my beer and head over to The Peninsula Hotel.

    She:
    About 15 minutes into this resume-recitation, out of the corner of my eye I see hot guy leave.  I'm disappointed, and wish I'd seen his face so I would know if he truly was hot.  This is going to be a long evening.  Sigh ...

    He:
    Time to bar hop ... 

    She:
    I'm dropped off at home.  It's 10pm on a Friday and I've had a week of long work hours, so the last thing I want is to be home.  I text a few friends to see if anyone is out on the town, then hop in a cab back uptown to Philippe to meet a few of the girls.  Champagne is flowing!

    He:
    A friend drops me off but I'm not really in a mood to go to bed.  I head to Philippe for one last drink.  I go to the bar and gorgeous babe is there without 'Oldie' and is with friends.  My luck!

    She:
    This very attractive man walks past me.  He has an incredibly handsome chiseled face.  He makes eye contact as he walks by.  He walks back to me and asks me if he saw me at ... ?  Where??  It's loud in the bar & he has a French accent so I'm unable to understand what he's saying.  I ask him to repeat himself and he does.  Rather than confess that I still have no idea what he said and ask him to repeat yet again only louder, I pretend to understand & I respond 'yes.'  I assume he's mistaken me for someone else or just laying a line on me.  We fall into conversation.

    He:
    I talk to her.  Great, she remembers me from the St. Regis!  I'm so happy that she noticed me.  She clearly doesn't want to talk about what she was doing there.  That's ok.  We talk and talk ... about random stuff like employers we've had.  She introduces me to her friends.

    She:
    I introduce him to my friends.  They give him a hard time and he plays up to it quite well.  Impressive. 

    He:
    Her faux-French friend admits that she is from Senegal and the little Brit dancer who does not know the difference between faux and real Champagne end up leaving.  My lucky break!
     
    They:   ...

    She:
    As we're saying goodbye, he asks me what I was doing at the St Regis.  OMG!  He's 'Hot Guy'!!

    Sunday, May 23, 2010

    Rock Climbing & Trapeze Flying!

    I'm going to have to wait a bit longer on the trapeze flying as my body was simply too exhausted this weekend.  I was quite disappointed as I have so been looking forward it.


    However ...

    Last weekend's indoor rock climbing was amazing!  The wall was both inviting and intimidating upon my arrival.  My stomach was in knots and my palms were sweating.  Oddly, once I was harnessed in, a familiar feeling came over me.  There's a certain amount of security that comes with the harness.

    Happily, my experience climbing 'rocks' indoors was very different from outdoors.  When climbing outdoors, there's an added fear factor of never knowing what you're reaching your hand into or on.  Indoors, you know it's simply a rubber nob.  No potential lizard, snake, nor other ferociously biting animal.  

    I have an entirely new respect for the rock climbers who hang from the underside of cliffs and formations.  Their strength, focus, determination, and lack of fear is impressive.  (Not to mention their incredibly in-shape bodies!)

    My favorite part of the climb?  Sneaking in a swat drop on the way back down! 

    Sunday, May 9, 2010

    Bodies, Adventure, Travel, and Topless Bathing Suits

    Body Preparations
    Laura Termini, a lovely friend of mine, has just the thing to help us get in shape for the summer!  Laura is a highly recognized artist in the Hispanic US, as well as South America.  She's known as a model and actress for TV, movies, radio, music, theatre, and over 20 telenovelas. 

    Don't make the mistake of assuming that since Laura is a model she doesn't understand weight management.  Her natural dietary supplement kit, NeoDiet, is highly effective.  After gaining some weight due to a short stint with a prescriptive medicine, I received a gift from Laura of one of her kits.  Quickly and easily I lost half of the weight.  I just ordered another kit and plan to be back in my amazing wardrobe in time for summer.  Try it, it works!!

    Springtime Adventures
    If you're like me, you get an extra boost to your need for adventure as soon as the spring breeze begins!  This is the time to search your area and find a few things that you have never done before, and, do them.  May will prove to be a wonderful month for me as I'm registered for an Indoor Rock Climbing lesson, as well as an Outdoor Flying Trapeze class.

    I must admit, while I've always wanted to do both of these I'm very nervous.  I enjoy rappelling but when I tried outdoor rock climbing, my body froze to the side of the rock.  And I was only 6 feet off of the ground!  Trapeze?  Well, the fliers in the circus I saw as a child made it look so easy and enjoyable.  My palms are beginning to sweat already ... 

    Travel Adventures
    Ireland.  The origin of the Burke clan.  I have always wanted to visit, and shortly, I will.  Watch for a future posting of my adventures in Dublin, Belfast, Shannon, and the counties in between!  I definitely want to spend time exploring Counties Limerick, Clare, and Galway, as those are the counties from which the Burkes hail.

    Beach Preparations
    A couple of weeks ago, I received a telephone call from two very dear friends of 32 years, Chris and Tony.  Tony recently moved to Florida and Chris was visiting him from Cincinnati.  The two friends called from a tiki bar on the beach.  They wanted to know what size clothing I wear, and what size Sophia wears.  Such a personal question for a man to ask a woman!  I put our men on hold and dialed Sophia in for a 3-way call.  (Sophia is Chris' niece, and a dear friend of mine here in NYC.)

    A few days later a package arrived with strict orders that it had to be opened by Sophia and I together.

    So when I joined Sophia and a few friends for champagne the other night, I took the package with me.  Oh the laughter as we pulled gift after gift from the box!!  The first items were adjustable bikini bottoms, one for each of us (by Sunsets).  Next, we received lovely bathing suit cover-up blouses that tie at the waist, by Indian Beach Fashions.  My blouse is a lovely sky blue (the photo below does not do the color justice), and Sophia received a white blouse.  To complete our gift and ready us for summertime fun on the beach, there were two cheesy "I love Florida" beach towels!  They are too funny!  

    I love my new beach attire.  And yes, it did arrive sans bikini top! 


    Sunday, May 2, 2010

    La Storia del Pendente di Firenze

    (The Story of the Florence Pendant)

    While strolling through the crowded, narrow streets of the leather market in Firenze, my travel companions & I were on the lookout for a gift for a new friend, Diana.  Since we had only arrived in Italy the day before, we knew our search may need to continue through Roma and possibly on throughout our journey to Campobasso, as not just any gift would do.

    Diana had come up with a wonderful idea.  Since we both travel so much, each time we travel we’ll pick up a little gift for each other.  The parameters were it could be nice or cheesy, but couldn’t cost over $20. 

    Exhausted and nearing the end of our street market shopping excursion, Nelson was walking several booth lengths in front of us basking in the joy of his finds….a wonderfully soft leather jacket and a wonderful suede shirt.  Treasures for which he had been searching the US for several years.  Canan and Pietro were glancing at the jewelry booths.  And I was simply walking down the middle of the street, glancing from side to side, looking for something to catch my eye.  And something did.

    About six booth lengths ahead was an INCREDIBLY hamina Italian man walking towards me.  We caught each other's eyes at the exact same time and began the “italian check out thing."  He looked at me and smiled (asking if he may approach).  I returned the look and smiled (answering that he may).  Neither of us lost eye contact.  Neither of us blinked.  As he was coming towards me in the crowd, it was taking what seemed like forever for us to get within speaking distance.

    Just as my hamina Italiano was a distance of four people from me, out of nowhere someone grabbed my arm and I was whisked off the street!  Canan had found a piece of jewelry which could be the highly sought after Diana-gift.  In the whirl that was my vision whilst being pulled into the booth, I saw my Italiano stop, start, and stop again...caught as off-guard as I was.  As I glanced at the piece of jewelry Canan & Pietro were pointing to, a pendant caught our attention and we all pointed to it saying "now THAT's Diana!"  A beautiful pendant of a brown, tortoise shell-looking stone, a silver band along the edge, and shaped like an upside-down teardrop.  I quickly turned my attention back to my hamina friend and ran into the street.  He was a few booths past, turning around, looking for me.  Our eyes met.  He stopped.  We held each other's gaze.  "Signorina, you like?"  The jewelry man physically turned me around and began haggling over the price of the pendant.  I turned my head, looking over my shoulder and, alas, my hamina Italiano from Firenze was gone from my life forever…

    Ahhhh, the things we sacrifice for our girlfriends.  :)

    ~ May 16, 2002