Colour, Dublin, Gold
Hello, you good people on the Worldwide Web. Have you ever had experiences where very little things make you question what year you are in. It happened to me today. I took my son to a dentist appointment at a local public hospital. The parking lot of the hospital was for staff only. Already not a good start. The security guy told me to park across the street. Okay, fair enough. But the park lot was cash only. I’m sorry, what year are we in? I haven’t seen any cash in months. The next closest option was about 15 minutes walk from the hospital. With the rain, and a child already stressed out about the hospital, to hell with that. I ended up parking the car in the garage of a private hospital across the street from the public hospital, which I knew I probably shouldn’t have, but it worked. It seems every little thing here is just a tad off, not much, but just enough to tick you off. And there’s never shortage of such nuisance.
Rant over! Today I thought about a post, but decided that I am too lazy to do. So I’m gonna save it for another day, and post a few more photos of Dublin from my last roll of Kodak Gold. Get ready for some colour photos…. There’s nothing exciting, unfortunately.
It was when I took this photo that I realised I’d lost my soft release button, which makes this photo a sad one.
Why do people put the word “style” in the names of restaurants or the food they serve? Don’t they know it’s a dead giveaway that their food is inauthentic? Authentic Italian style tiramisu is just called tiramisu; authentic Japanese style teriyaki is just called teriyaki. I’d bet good money this restaurant’s noodles are neither Thai, nor have any style.
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I like the kegs in ŧhese.
The vision of Ireland always seems to include: green, guinness, sheep,
and potatoes. The yellow house is cool. Thanks!