a letter to dublin.

I've had several requests to blog more about our fabulous trip to europe this summer. I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting, friends. Here's an open letter to Dublin for all of you to enjoy. 

Yes, the first image in this post IS exclusively of food.
I won't apologize for it.

Dear Dublin,

How lucky were we to happen upon you during our layover to and from London?! We arrived in the morning around 8, dropped off our bags in a locker, and jumped on a citibus to enjoy everything you had to offer us during our short visit.

Remember how jetlagged we were? Remember how Gideon kept falling asleep on the tour bus, only to have me excitedly shake him awake and point out all of the breweries? For a girl who's not a beer drinker, you'd think I wouldn't have been so excited, but I was, Dublin. I was.

Within the first hour, I found a darling boutique with a dress to die for that cost about 60 euros. I almost bought it, but convinced myself to wait. I'd been in europe less than a day and already needed to negotiate luggage space.

You offered us our first Irish breakfast. And I have to say, it was a hit for both Gideon and I. Give me a plate full of meat, and I am there. 

There's something haunting about old architecture, isn't there?
I wonder what your walls have witnessed, Dublin.

 There's no tour guide that could fill us in on all of your secrets, but we visited quietly, and respectfully, trying to take in as much as we could.



And at the end of the day, when the sun was going down, and it was almost time for us to head back to the airport, I tried to find the shop that carried the darling dress I discovered that morning.

It was no where to be found. The streets wound left and right, trying to suck us in even deeper to the charm of your city. I tried to check "just one, two, three more streets over!", but it was time to go. Gid says we'll just have to come back for the dress another time.

He probably thinks I'll forget he said that. He'll be wrong.

Until next time, Dublin. 

You were such a charming
stop on our first trip to europe
as a couple. 

ps- thanks especially for this video of poor gideon jetlagged as we rode the tour guide bus.