After only two days in this beautiful city, I can't even think to tell you how many miles I've walked. We've seen many buildings, pubs, shops, met a couple neat people (like the guy from Glasgow at the games store). We crossed the canal this morning to get a look at the other side.
This stained glass is at the visitor centre--presumably used to be a church. They have a cafe on the second level, so you can actually walk up and touch it, and see all the details. The metal has warped a little wavy over time, but the glass is held, and the symmetry is beautiful.
Next we ventured to Trinity College Library. The book of Kells is there, which is an old illuminated scripture in (I think) Gaelic. I was more taken by the library, which legally has rights to one copy of every book published in Ireland.
Andrew and I rushed off to attend choral evensong at St. Patrick's Cathedral. This is the chapel, which exists beyond the high altar.
We had assumed it would be Catholic, what with it bring Ireland, but we were mistaken, and happily surprised to know the words to the Anglican Compline service. It is here called the Church of Ireland. This is St. Mark:
I don't know if you can see it, but right in the centre of this set of windows below is a bare baby's bottom. It made me giggle a bit. This is on the north side of the main hall.
This is the main hall. We sat in the cloister area, where the seats are boxed in.
This morning we left via a huge ferry called Ulysses. We were thankful for the large leather couches to nap on after getting up just before six. Dublin treated us well--now onto bustling London.
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