Since my young years I was attracted by Ireland (basically thanks to its music), but I never went, until now… and for a much
too short visit. A few days experience told me that I must go back.
As we know,
the island is split into the Republic of Ireland with Dublin as a capital and
Northern Island, part of the United Kingdom, with Belfast as a capital. My trip
included only Dublin with an extension to the western region of Connemara.
I’m not
intending to give the whole history of the island here, but just a few words:
People have lived on the island for some 10.000 years. A Celtic culture and
language developed during the Stone Age. Christianity arrived during the 5th
century (Saint Patrick…). Viking and Anglo-Norman invasions followed. There
were many Kings, but also a High King… and a lot fighting. The title of King of
Ireland was created by the Tudor dynasty. Wars and religious struggles
continued. Ireland became part of the United Kingdom in 1801. The Easter Rising
in 1916 was followed by elections in 1918, when the pro-independents (Sinn
Fein) won largely and proclaimed an Irish Republic in 1919, confirmed in 1922 based on an Anglo-Irish Treaty, allowing Northern Ireland to remain within the United
Kingdom. Both the Republic and Northern Ireland are members of the European
Union since 1973 and in the Republic you pay by Euros.
There have
been a number of hunger crises on the island. The most serious one was probably
during the 1840’s, accentuated by misruling British landlords. The population
of 8 million people was over the following century reduced by over half. Today
some 4.6 million people live in the Republic … but there are some 14 million
Irish descendants in North America.
The
mailboxes are green (as a large part of the country). The Gaelic language,
Irish, is still spoken by a fairly large part of the population and street and
other signs are usually in double language. The metric system is adopted.
Ireland, as most European countries, suffered severely from the economic crisis as from
2008, but is recovering, the economy being transformed from agriculture to
modern technologies. Forbes classifies it as “the best country for business”,
attracting a number of multinational companies, like Microsoft, Google… thanks
to qualified work forces, but also to low corporate tax rates - international
benefits are transferred to Irish accounts.
Well, now
back to my trip. I arrived in Dublin quite early in the morning and spent a large part of
the day looking for pubs and Irish music. Pubs are all over, but a certain
concentration is in the Temple Bar district. (Actually “Temple” has its origin
in a 17th century family name and “Bar” originally referred to a
barrier which protected the area from the central River Liffey.)
One of the
Temple Bar bars has the name of “Temple Bar” and that’s where I went at the opening
hour for a first “compulsory” stout. The place was still relatively empty (see
also top picture).
After a
walk I came back for a lunch (oysters and Irish cheese), served by smiling
waitresses and enjoying local music, under “supervision’ by one of Ireland’s many
great writers and poets, James Joyce (1882-1941, “Ulysses”, “Dubliners”, “A
Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man”, “Finnegan’s Wake”).
Later,
especially in the evening, this pub is, as most other ones, more than full,
noisy…. Music all over. (I wonder how
the waiters and waitresses after hours of work manage to keep smiling.)
10 comments:
Glad to know you had a great time, M. Peter!
Those superb photos tell us all about it.
Thank you so much for such beautiful tour.
I was only twelve years old when I read the book that taught me how to speak English. Its name? Gone With The Wind. Dictionary in hand, I learnt about Scarlett's father, who as a young man had to emigrate to the United States.
The culprit for that massive Gaelic exodus? The Potato Famine...
And so, these beautiful people, by the millions, emigrated to other countries, most of them to the young United States.
Ireland's loss...America's gain...
Maria
https://mises.org/library/what-caused-irish-potato-famine
Je ne connais personne qui soit revenu d'Irlande sans aimer ce pays! Tes photos donnent bien envie de découvrir Dublin mais moi non plus je n'y suis jamais allée... Trop de similitudes avec la Bretagne peut-être, en particulier la météo ha ha!?
D'ailleurs le breton et le gaélique ont beaucoup en commun.
Michèle
Sigh... Used to live there, missing Dub a lot. You caught the spirit of the place!
Peter, Ireland is on my bucket list, too -- and for the same reason: pubs and music! The photos are terrific and I'll bet the music was, too. So much to love about the land of green!
Wonderful photos and story. I share your love for Dublin, Temple Bar and Joyce. Did you get a chance to visit the Guinness Brewery? The beef stew there is to die for.
I'd love to see Ireland, too ... all the gorgeous horses! :)
Ah the home of my fathers family,,, I would love to visit Ireland, and also visit Scotland,,,,
Your photo's have captured the Celtic magically charm Of Dublin.
Great shots.
Je vois ça, tu ne t'es pas laissé abattre, ce n'est pourtant pas le froid qui t'a poussé dans les pubs ?
L'Irlande s'en est bien sortie quand on voit d'où elle est venue (cf le livre de Franck Mac Court "les cendres d'Angela"). Heureusement que ses émigrants n'ont pas été rejetés à la mer, on avait besoin de main-d'oeuvre et de population outre-mer alors....
Rêver d'un pays sans jamais y aller, et puis...
Un jour on y va. Génial !
On lève bien le coude en Irlande.
D'après tes photos, c'est assez tentant d'y aller.
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