Oh, man. I’ve been in Dublin in February and September (twice!) and May … but never at Christmas. Gerry tells me about it, of course. The buskers and the arts and crafts markets that sort of spring up spontaneously are especially appealing.
Here’s a nice piece of travel writing about Christmastime in Dublin from the New York Times:
A character noted that entering a Dublin pub on a winter’s night — fireplace blazing and sleet lashing off the window — was like walking into a Christmas card. It’s not much of a stretch to say that, with its ivy-swathed Georgian buildings, winding cobblestones side streets and amiable spirit, the entirety of the city can feel that way too.
I particularly enjoyed the idea of special editions of books with a lovely cover from a local design firm. Nice!
The author finds the buskers appealing, too, and mentions the impromptu Christmas Eve street-corner gig Bono has orchestrated since 2009. (Here is the link to the 2013 “event” and also to the one in 2012. Liam Ó Maonlaí—Hothouse Flowers—knocks me out.)
Many cities have magical Christmas traditions: New York has the Christmas tree at Rockefeller Center that towers over the ice skating rink there … Chicago has its Christkindlmarket (I was there one year, and bought a fantastic stollen that—oh! it was good) … here in Murfreesboro we have a Christmas Tour of Homes (it benefits Oaklands Mansion) as well as a Christmas parade.
But a Dublin Christmas sounds like something I’d like to experience. Maybe 2016 or 2017 … Maybe one of my nieces will plan a Christmas wedding?