Working hard? Hardly working.

This morning I woke at my usual hour I think, but fell back to sleep because I was feeling really sluggish.  I ended up sleeping in quite a bit so squashed my plans to go to the gaol as I had been told on my first day here that I should get there early.  So I made my way out to breakfast, which, guess what?  Consisted of a flat white and an almond croissant.  I just can't help myself!  It was from a French patisserie and it was delicious of course!

Then I walked to Trinity College, and just made it in time for the 11.45 student tour.  I had done one of these when I went to Harvard University at Boston a couple of years ago, and it was fantastic.  Today I was lucky enough to be escorted through the grounds by the gorgeous Henry, who will be going to Oxford to do an MBA in Criminal Science.  But it was lucky I heard anything Henry said, given how good looking he was!

Trinity College houses two out of the four 'Book of Kells'.  But I was more keen to see the library itself.  Henry told us that the Trinity College old library is the largest 'single chamber' library in the world.  That the library gets one of every book published in Ireland and the UK, and that for this reason, most books are kept in storage off site.  This means that when students want a book, that they have to request it and it has to get retrieved.  But the most amazing thing is that the books in the old library aren't arranged by any logical order, like, gee, the alphabet... no, they're arranged, wait for it... by size! 

After seeing the Book of Kells and enjoying wandering through the old library I went and had some lunch which was just a soup!  Then I started the hop on, hop off tour.  I did the whole circuit without getting off so I can work out what I want to see tomorrow (another taxi driver recommendation right there).

Molly Malone (or more affectionately known as the tart with the cart):

Somewhere during the day I bought myself a ticket to see 'Riverdance'.  And for dinner I just had an antipasto plate and a great glass of wine - a 2011 Baron de Badassiere (I can only read that as as being a bad-ass wine), Sauvignon Blanc from Languedoc, France.

It made me laugh at dinner when someone walked by and chatted to my waitress and asked 'working hard?', and without blinking an eyelid the waitress replied, 'hardly working'.

This was a sign on the restaurant window.

I got to the Riverdance show and took my seat, and it turns out Ross Noble's twin brother was sitting in the seat in front of me.  Tall as shit, and hair that would make any female jealous.  I had to move seats to see anything.

The ceiling of the hall:

Riverdance was amazing.  They dance so tall and straight, but their legs are going at the rate of knots.  Really incredible and impressive.  The physicality of it is astounding, but it is so well put together, and I really love the sound of ancient Ireland, I just love the music.  And when there are a stack of dancers all on stage together, their feet moving in total unison with the rhythm of the music, it is simply superb!