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I know I haven't finished telling about all the English Adventures, but seeing that we're in Dublin, I feel it proper to start from beginning to end and I'll be as swift as I can, but you know it's never like that, being as verbose and loquacious as I am.

Today we went the Temple Bar, which is probably the most commercial yet beautiful place in the world, it certainly is in Dublin. They have an Amnesty Shop there. I bought(1) things... it was totally worth it and we saw the Dublin Wall of Fame with U2 and Sinead; pictures, like with everything else, are forthcoming, no worries, there will be pictures of this holiday on this LJ.
Before we traversed around Temple Bar we ate at a place called The Queen of Tarts. Oh. My. Goddess Above! 1. The Cappuccino was superb, 2. The Chocolate Queen and The Chocolate Pair Tart will kill me and Tami one day and it will be a good death.

Before that we went to the Dublin Writers Museum which was, as you can guess, about Dead Irish Writers, though living ones sell their books in the book/gift shop there.
I only bought books by the Dead ones


Yesterday rained. A lot. For a lengthy amount of time. We didn't dress correctly, nor did we have adequate umbrellas, as you can imagine the results were not favourable. We woke up pretty late and went to Merrion Square which is gorgeous (yes, there are pictures) and we ate our sandwiches there, in the cold rain on a wet bench, I can only assume we had an authentic Irish experience, though it was generally a cold, wet experience. Around Merrion Square are a bunch of museums, including Oscar Wilde's house... which is closed to the public and now used as a classroom for one of the local colleges. I don't think its right for an educational establishment to usurp a national heritage thing, but then again I'm just a fecking tourist so what the feck do I know.

We then went to the National Gallery where there are lots and lots and lots of beautiful, gorgeous and exquisite paintings and sculptures. I bought postcards of my favourite works and an illustrated books of W.B. Yeats' poetry.
Yep I bought lots.

In the Evening we thought we'd go listen to some music in a pub, but then we found there was no music and the first pub we went into was gross (there was spit on one of the bars) and we decided to search for a different one.
We ended up in one called Madigan's and had a very nice veggie meal with some onion rings.
Friends, the Guinness in Ireland really is better here! I had a half pint, downed in about five minutes and then had another! I of course became quite merry and Tami has evidence to support this.
It was a fun day.
Except for the rain.


Sunday was our last morning in London and we had a flight booked for 09:05 in the morning from Heathrow.
So we woke up at five in order to get the 6:30 train (the first train on a Sunday from our stop) and it was a bit of overkill but better safe than sorry.
Well, it took almost an hour to get to Heathrow and we both had to pee really badly by the time we got there. And let me tell you, Terminal 1 is a very confusing place, especially after a harrowing morning where we were both on edge because we were only arriving half an hour before our flight was to take off!!! Luckily the Gods of travel were on our side and we got to the gate with time to spare after handing over our luggage with no trouble at all.
The flight itself was short and our luggage arrived very quickly.
We bought a map and got on a bus to the Centre of Dublin which is exactly where our hotel was.
We were completely knackered and didn't really feel like doing anything, but we decided to explore O'Connell street (which is just around the corner from our hotel) and try to get accustomed to the goings on here.
Dublin is a very beautiful city, in my eyes.

Though both Tami and I don't really understand what the Millennium Spire is all about


Alton Towers on Saturday was great fun, I'm glad we canceled the hotel we had booked (due to our mishap of Friday) seeing as we didn't stay there the whole day. The park itself is big, badly signed and pretty, um, "common" as they say in good ole' England.
I'm pretty much a novice to roller coasters (compares to Tami whose a fiend!) and am pretty proud of myself. My screams were the best in the whole wide world! We went on things called "Air" which was my fave, on "Nemesis" which almost made me vomit, due to many things on that particular ride, we ate and then walked across the park to the best coaster there "Oblivion" which basically a 90 degree drop into the ground and coming up the other side.
It rocked and I did it only once.
Tami did it twice more.
Crazy person.


And that's been our holiday so far.
Pretty neat, huh?

Notes:
(1)More about the things I bought at the end of the trip... there's just too much!

In addition, the genocide in Darfur must be stopped.

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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