Dublin

Dublin, in the Republic of Ireland, is only about an hour and a half away from Armagh. We parked in a suburb called Malahide and took rapid transit into the city. Then we climbed aboard a "hop on, hop off" tour bus and had a tour of the city. It was quite impressive, but the best part was the tour around the Guinness factory where the bus driver hiccupped and drove eratically while singing. While waiting in traffic, he told lots of jokes: example--This man takes his dog to the vet because the dog appears to be cross-eyed. The vet picks up the dog, looks at him this way and that, over and under, and says "I'm going to have to put him down." The guy, astonished, says "Why, doctor?" to which the vet replies, "because he's too heavy."

Here's a photo of Don beside a statue of James Joyce: