Written Friday, February 29 at 10:11 pm, Dublin (at the hotel)
Wandered down to the Liffey and hit Forbidden Planet. Came back with a dozen miscellaneous back issue from their overstock bin at 25 cents each, and a copy of Justice League Legends, reprinting part of “The Lightning Saga” and a couple issues of Justice League, including a new cover for my anal-retentive Legion of Super-Heroes collection.
Later, I headed back into Temple Bar — past the actual Temple Bar, in fact — and had dinner at a Chinese fast food place (duck in plum sauce) and then a Nutella and ice cream crêpe and coffee for dessert. On the way back, stopped in the Temple Bar Trading Co. shop, or the side that was open, which was all Guinness stuff. Mugs, chocolates, refrigerator magnets, sure. Soccer balls, rugby balls, t-shirts, okay. Soft-boiled egg cups? Slippers? Underwear? Oy! (Or is that “Oi!”?)
My mother observed that she wasn’t picking up the Irish accent as readily as she has with other accents on past trips. Me either, and that surprised me at first, although I’ve noticed it creeping in more the last couple days. I suspect it’s because we’ve had three of us to reinforce each other’s American speech modes. Now that I’m on my own, I’ll be picking it up much faster, I’m sure.
I’ll be heading out to the pubs in a bit.
Updated on January 11, 2010
Updated on April 30, 2010:
Moved part of this post to the Sounds Kinky-er blog:
http://soundskinkyer.blogspot.com/2008/02/ireland-dublin-friday-february-29-part.html
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