Going to Jail

Spoiler Alert: We got out.

We first headed out to the Jeanie Johnson, a ship used to transport the few lucky Irish families who were able to scrape up the money for passage to America, instead of starving during the many famines of the 1840’s and 1850’s.

It was not yet open and it was beginning to rain, again, so we nixed that plan and headed off to the Little Dublin Museum. Again, we got in for free. I wish there was a Dublin Pass for the whole country.

The museum was devoted to the modern history of Dublin. There was one room devoted to local boys U2.

We then headed to Dublin Castle. It is still used to house some government officials and several offices.

There was also a memorial garden and a small museum about the famines.

A short bus trip later, we toured the Kilmainham Gaol, an old jail from the time of the Famine. Ha Ha, tricked you. We didn’t get arrested.

Many political prisoners from the independence movement were jailed there, as well as many were executed by public hanging.

There was a long wait for the bus afterwards. Our last attraction was the Leprechaun Museum. Because of the long wait, we arrived just a bit late to go in. Dang it.

Tomorrow, we leave Dublin to go to Wexford, in the south east. Just when we were starting to get the hang of knowing where we were, we are leaving. Then we’ll have learn a new place all over again.

No more hostels on this trip. All the rest of the places are via AirBnB. No more roommates. It is cool to meet people from different areas of the world, but it sucks to have to be woke up by not just the roommates, but by loud people in the halls and other rooms.

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