Alone again (naturally)
Dec. 29th, 2005 05:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I'm baaaaaaaack! I mean, hi.
So my family left this morning. Mostly, the visit went very well: I was happy to see them, they were happy to see me, and their greatest criticism was that I hadn't put up more posters in my room. (Me: I decided that I would rather be able to eat than decorate. My mom: Even poor peasants try to make their space homey. Why don't you clips some pictures out of magazines and make a collage? Me: Because last I checked, my life isn't part of the nouvelle vague. [Okay, I didn't really say that last bit.]) We did a lot of stuff and I had a great time, although I'm very much feeling that I could use a vacation from this vacation, especially since my dad gave me his cold.
But they gave me other stuff, too! We were doing Christmas as "See something you want in Dublin, tell us what it is, and we will buy it for you (within reason)" this year, so I got to choose everything myself. Prezzies:
1. Don't You Have Time to Think? by Richard P. Feynman (Feynman was very much the type of man I would like to see Rodney become in 20 years. Minus the thing with bongos. *g* )
2. Creating Web Pages in Easy Steps by Nick Vandome (Finally!)
3. Cordelia's Honor by Lois McMaster Bujold
4. The Thorn Birds by Colleen McCullough (*vbeg*)
5. Flannel PJs
6. A beautiful wool throw from the Avoca handweavers (Perfect for when I'm working at my computer--IOW, 98% of the time)
7. The complete first series of the new Doctor Who (It comes in a TARDIS! *geekgasm*)
I have excellent taste!
My parents also brought me presents from my aunt (A California Farmers' Market shirt) and my uncle (Nick Drake's Bryter Layter). Oh, and
slodwick made me this:

*loves*
The best thing, though, is that my parents brought me the correct kind of charger for my camera, so I can take pictures again! Many were taken over the last week, so I'm going to break them into smaller groups. I'll start you off with:
Dublin Signage

All signs in Ireland are bilingual--English and Irish. This is out in Ballsbridge (British Islands place names = win!), which is a really posh neighborhood that I'll post more about later.

This is what Irish traffic lights look like: in the foreground, you can see the signal for cars; in the background, the one for pedestrians. *shakes head* It's the little differences, man.

And these are Irish exit signs. Or as my brother dubbed them, "This way to the monolith!" (This one is from the Guinness Storehouse, BTW.)

Dublin is a city of contrasts. *g*

No, really.
It's also a city with some of the best shopfront signage I've ever seen.

South Great George's Street.

O'Connell Street.

An arcade on O'Connell.

A jewellers on O'Connell.

Somewhere south of the river--possibly Leeson Street. Baggot Street!

Wicklow Street, just after sunrise.

And again, with a warning.

I still have no idea what this means.

Or this, really.

This is pretty clear.
And then there's the graffiti.

A post box near St. Stephen's Green.

On one of the derelict buildings behind Trinity College.

The Simpsons--International School of Cultural Relations.

Near the Guinness Storehouse, a reminder of why we should all pretend to be Canadian.

And again, with my father, myself, and my brother, standing around like we're posing for an album cover. (Possibly something by The Smiths?)

In Sandycove (about which more later), this cracked me up.
But not as much as this:

And frankly, I'm confused. The first sign provided the helpful red slash, but this one, not so much. Therefore, is it a warning, or a recommendation? *g*
And finally, my favorite sign in all of Dublin, gracing the bottom shelf of my bookcase:

More to come!
And finally, I'm at something like skip=200 bagillion, so if you said something to me in the last week, can you just poke me or link me or wave your arms and stomp your feet? I'm paying attention now, I swear. Well, mostly.
So my family left this morning. Mostly, the visit went very well: I was happy to see them, they were happy to see me, and their greatest criticism was that I hadn't put up more posters in my room. (Me: I decided that I would rather be able to eat than decorate. My mom: Even poor peasants try to make their space homey. Why don't you clips some pictures out of magazines and make a collage? Me: Because last I checked, my life isn't part of the nouvelle vague. [Okay, I didn't really say that last bit.]) We did a lot of stuff and I had a great time, although I'm very much feeling that I could use a vacation from this vacation, especially since my dad gave me his cold.
But they gave me other stuff, too! We were doing Christmas as "See something you want in Dublin, tell us what it is, and we will buy it for you (within reason)" this year, so I got to choose everything myself. Prezzies:
1. Don't You Have Time to Think? by Richard P. Feynman (Feynman was very much the type of man I would like to see Rodney become in 20 years. Minus the thing with bongos. *g* )
2. Creating Web Pages in Easy Steps by Nick Vandome (Finally!)
3. Cordelia's Honor by Lois McMaster Bujold
4. The Thorn Birds by Colleen McCullough (*vbeg*)
5. Flannel PJs
6. A beautiful wool throw from the Avoca handweavers (Perfect for when I'm working at my computer--IOW, 98% of the time)
7. The complete first series of the new Doctor Who (It comes in a TARDIS! *geekgasm*)
I have excellent taste!
My parents also brought me presents from my aunt (A California Farmers' Market shirt) and my uncle (Nick Drake's Bryter Layter). Oh, and
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*loves*
The best thing, though, is that my parents brought me the correct kind of charger for my camera, so I can take pictures again! Many were taken over the last week, so I'm going to break them into smaller groups. I'll start you off with:

All signs in Ireland are bilingual--English and Irish. This is out in Ballsbridge (British Islands place names = win!), which is a really posh neighborhood that I'll post more about later.

This is what Irish traffic lights look like: in the foreground, you can see the signal for cars; in the background, the one for pedestrians. *shakes head* It's the little differences, man.

And these are Irish exit signs. Or as my brother dubbed them, "This way to the monolith!" (This one is from the Guinness Storehouse, BTW.)

Dublin is a city of contrasts. *g*

No, really.
It's also a city with some of the best shopfront signage I've ever seen.

South Great George's Street.

O'Connell Street.

An arcade on O'Connell.

A jewellers on O'Connell.


Wicklow Street, just after sunrise.

And again, with a warning.

I still have no idea what this means.

Or this, really.

This is pretty clear.
And then there's the graffiti.

A post box near St. Stephen's Green.

On one of the derelict buildings behind Trinity College.

The Simpsons--International School of Cultural Relations.

Near the Guinness Storehouse, a reminder of why we should all pretend to be Canadian.

And again, with my father, myself, and my brother, standing around like we're posing for an album cover. (Possibly something by The Smiths?)

In Sandycove (about which more later), this cracked me up.
But not as much as this:

And frankly, I'm confused. The first sign provided the helpful red slash, but this one, not so much. Therefore, is it a warning, or a recommendation? *g*
And finally, my favorite sign in all of Dublin, gracing the bottom shelf of my bookcase:

More to come!
And finally, I'm at something like skip=200 bagillion, so if you said something to me in the last week, can you just poke me or link me or wave your arms and stomp your feet? I'm paying attention now, I swear. Well, mostly.
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Date: 2005-12-29 05:13 pm (UTC)Whee, photos! :) But I don't understand your deal with the pedestrian crossings and exit signs, those look totally normal to me ;)
3. Cordelia's Honor by Lois McMaster Bujold
Yay! Didn't I, like, rec this to you last week? And were you going to get it anyway?
7. The complete first series of the new Doctor Who (It comes in a TARDIS! *geekgasm*)
I just ordered this myself *g* Have you seen it?
(and Merry Christmas, all that sort of thing)
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Date: 2005-12-29 05:19 pm (UTC)Somewhere south of the river--possibly Leeson Street.
*peers* I think that might be Baggot Street, actually.
The 'Disc Machine' sign is pointing you towards a machine where you can buy tickets for on-street parking. Two or three euros an hour, I think. Otherwise you get clamped, which isn't pleasant.
And I can't believe you didn't take one picture of a certain hairdressing establishment!
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Date: 2005-12-29 05:22 pm (UTC)Glad you had a lovely holiday.
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Date: 2005-12-29 05:28 pm (UTC)And wow, the pictures... I've only been to Ireland the once, but that's the Dublin I saw, and thankyou for capturing it so well. (Though I'm amused you mention the streetlights, cause that was one of the things I first noticed when I went to north america as being disorienting. :)) And I love the Smiths album cover, heh.
And also, y'know, squee for Dr Who and Rodney is TOTALLY going to end up being the new Feynman - *geeksquee!* - cause while the bongos not so much, the writing snarkily brilliant books which explain science is just, yes. Genius. Has to happen. :D ("Surely You're Joking, Dr McKay?" maybe. Heh.)
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Date: 2005-12-29 05:40 pm (UTC)Man. Now I want to take out my camera again!
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Date: 2005-12-29 05:58 pm (UTC)But... no gloves? No scarf? Isn't it cold??
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Date: 2005-12-29 07:23 pm (UTC)PUT YOUR PHONE ON LOUD. (Hint.)
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Date: 2005-12-29 08:05 pm (UTC)Wow, Irish looks incredibly weird/mysterious. Do you speak it, btw?
"This way to the monolith!" :D:D I think the Belgian are exactly the same, so I wouldn't have noticed anything strange about it.
I love, love the Murphy's/church-y building contrast.
The Wicklow Street is so pretty. Also, it reminds me of Magritte's 'Empire Des Lumières' because of the strong light/dark contrast.
Simpsons! USSR! ♥
And I think that's the first pic I've seen of you. It would make a fine album cover. Perhaps for The White Stripes. Alternatively, for The Streets.
Welcome back.
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Date: 2005-12-29 09:40 pm (UTC)If so you should see this photo (http://pics.livejournal.com/airinshaw/pic/0001yrbx/s640x480) and and this one (http://pics.livejournal.com/airinshaw/pic/0001zz3g/s640x480) that I took when I was there recently with
Also - we met Jamie O'Neill and had a brilliant dinner with him - as you can see (http://pics.livejournal.com/airinshaw/pic/0000ztp1/s640x480) from these photos (http://pics.livejournal.com/airinshaw/pic/00010y7t/s640x480).
And I chose to take the car-over-the-edge sign as a recommendation - which makes it a good job that my car was left in Leeds for the duration of my Irelandness no?
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Date: 2005-12-29 09:54 pm (UTC)In other news, I finally got an IPOD! You must impart Music-Wisdom on me. :)
I'm glad you had a good visit! We miss you.
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Date: 2005-12-30 12:30 am (UTC)Here's a story about Feynman. He a big van, and he had painted it with Feynman diagrams. All over the thing. Most people would see this, and just shrug it off as squigly lines on a van, but occasionally, someone would recognize the graphs.
"Why do you have Feynman diagrams painted on your van?"
"Because I'm Richard Feynman."
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Date: 2005-12-30 01:09 am (UTC)All you need is a picture of Paddy Hannan's Pub on James' Street and you have my family history on film.
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