It hit me today that maybe it’s a bad idea that I blog about places I see in Dublin already now before I’ve had the chance to visit them several times and really get to know them. But.. without any good reason I decided against it.
Today was a beautiful sunny day so we set out not knowing exactly where to go, only determined to suck in as many sunbeams as possible.
Thanks to Pinterest I found out that Drury Street was one worth checking out. It wasn’t too far away so we made that our destination. Drury Street however turned out to not be very exciting at all – maybe I didn’t do my research right? But we turned turned a corner and suddenly found ourselves in a magical little indoor market place!
It’s called George’s Street Arcade and is full of little shops selling everything from jewelry to toys to books to old vinyl records ETC! It also had a handful of food places that I’m dying to go back and try! One of them, Simon’s Place, is known to have delicious cinnamon rolls!
I looked it up when I got home and apparently George’s Street Arcade is supposed to be Europe’s oldest purpose-built shopping center dating back to 1881!!
And I just happened to stroll through it today.. I love Dublin!
My little shotgunner was getting a little tired of the stroller, so on the way home we stretched our legs in St Stephen’s Green.
I tell people that we walk a lot. Dublin has turned me into a walker thanks to no Metro and my own preference not to ride buses. So we walk, and I honestly love it. It feels really good to have incorporated a type of exercise without really considering it exercise.
We’ve pretty much covered a 2,5 km radius from our home, but I hadn’t been to the Temple Bar area yet. It’s just south of the river and is home to theatres, museums and attracts a busy night life with it’s many popular pubs. But I personally wanted to go for the narrow medieval cobble-stoned streets.. So that’s where we went today!
We first stopped at Di Fontaine’s for a slice of New York style pepperoni pizza. I’d kept coming across it during my many Pinterest sessions, so why not! It’s a cute little place right by the water and wasn’t busy at all on a Friday afternoon, which meant a lot to a mom with a stroller who still feels a bit self-conscious about snapping 100 pictures while I eat. But for some reason it’s the most normal thing in the world to upload said pictures online afterwards on your blog? Odd..
How the heck are you supposed to take selfies with a DSLR?
So, I haven’t been to New York yet, so I can’t tell you whether or not the pizza lived up to its reputation. *awkward silence* But for what it’s worth, I liked it! I love good and spicy pizza sauce and the slices were big enough to fill up the both of us.
On our way home we came across this little place on the side of the road called the Cupcake Bloke. The bloke himself was very happy and nice so we let him sell us a chocolate cupcake.
We’ve seen this guy here at the bottom of Grafton Street many times. He’s so good! Love that Dublin has awesome street music!
This is when we were almost home and we stopped at a red light and I saw that she wasn’t wearing her hat anymore. Can’t believe she was able to sneak it out of the stroller without me noticing?! She pulled this stunt just a week ago with a different hat that we by some miracle actually managed to find. But I guess this was the end of the cute grey hat from the boys’ section.
Time has flown by and all of a sudden we’ve been Dubliners for six weeks. We’ve passed through the “settling in and buying bare essentials” phase and are now in the “Etsy-shopping for stuff to put on the walls and realizing we only own three different spices” phase. Today I actually bought dried basil without having a specific use for it in mind. I guess this means we’re not moving out any time soon!
It was with a heavy heart that I accepted the fact that we’d have to settle for a one-bedroom apartment this time and not get the two-beds I’d been hoping for. I can’t even imagine what it’ll be like to have an entire room to put toys and baby clothes in, and then to just shut the door and not find myself sitting on The Hungry Caterpillar when I can finally put my feet up in the evening.
But as it usually goes, after the first month the new unfamiliar place that still smells a bit strange has suddenly turned into your home that couldn’t feel more normal. Time heals, and saves money?
So this is our apartment by the train. At least that’s how I imagine we’ll refer to it in the future. It runs right by our building and only reminds us a few times every hour. It’s the topic of many of our conversations each day. And it has an almost magical influence on our daughter! It has the ability to draw away her attention from anything she could be doing, eating, playing, being changed or even crying. It instantly makes her forget time and place. There is only her.. and that train.
Usually I’ll hear it first, a faint building rumble in the distance. It gives me just enough of a head start to turn and watch my daughter’s eyes go blank, grow huge and dart to meet mine. Next will follow the almost unnoticed crash of whatever she dropped to the floor in astonishment. She’ll stick around only long enough to whisper, “toh, toh!” before she’ll run to the window and spend a few silent moments watching the green flash by. Finally she raises her hand, waves and says, “bye-bye” as the train disappears around the corner.
Many many times every day.
I mean, #childhoodunplugged suddenly got a lot more realistic!
One of the best things about having friends come to town is the opportunity to play tourist in your new city. Our friends are burger-people so after consulting Yelp we decided to try out Bunsen in Dublin 2 for dinner.
We met up at Trinity College and made our way across town to the restaurant. I talked a bit about this already on Instagram, but although it was a rather chilly night – we have all now borne witness to the deadly winds here in Dublin, brrr! – the city was still buzzing with cheerful people. I seriously love spending time walking around downtown just because people are so much friendlier than I’m used to. On Sunday on our way home from church we shared the sidewalk with an older fellow for a bit, and instead of stubbornly maintaining the awkward silence he went, “Beautiful day, isn’t it?” And we had a pleasant little conversation with him until we separated ways. And it totally boosted my mood for the rest of the day!
Anyway! We got to Bunsen, which from the outside is rather easy to miss apart from the big neon “B” above the entrance. We waited in line for a couple of minutes and the place was full – can only imagine how packed it must be on weekends. We were seated at a table and ordered just a simple cheeseburger each with fries. Apart from wishing I’d ordered mine well-done, we really liked the burgers. The buns and paddies are both a bit thicker and softer. Usually I prefer especially the buns to be toasted and crispier but I actually liked the mushiness of this combo. Mushy food is always better, right? The fries though were really good – I’m more of a fries type person myself and I really appreciated that they were thicker and perfectly crunchy on the outside and soft on the inside.
Marcus already asked if we could go back, so it was a definite success!
Dipping your fries is awesome. Because the fry serves as a great tool to scoop up and eat the ketchup.