Irish Trip Day 5

Day 5, Thursday, 2006-10-11 – Dublin

On my to the barn to work Lily this morning, I wondered why I had been putting off writing about our day in Dublin. Put in those terms, the answer came immediately: the most vivid memory I have of Dublin is being uncomfortable. I am rarely exposed to cities, and I have forgotten how congested and noisy they are, and punishment my feet take from the pavement. Even Jack agreed that Dublin was very noisy, and he has a much higher tolerance for loud sounds than I do.

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