the final escape
When you reach the lighthouse in the bay outside Dun Laoghaire, you can see everything. The ocean, where the next stop is the United Kingdom. Howth, the peninsula on the north side of Dublin. The red and white chimneys of the factory that marks the start of Dublin city. A beach on your right side. Rocks on your left.
If you want, you can sit for hours, just watching the fishermen throwing out their fishing line, again and again. Sometimes they drag up a fish. But most of the time, they just hit the bottom. Loose their hook, find a new one. Throw the line. Never give up.
As I have told you before, I like to escape from the city sometimes. Just jump on the train, watching the world passing by, while you are wondering where the train will take you.
Thursday last was my last day in Ireland. Me and my boyfriend had visitors from Norway, and together we travelled to Dun Laoghaire outside Dublin. A nice little town, with beautiful nature, delicious ice cream, and of course, a couple of pubs.
A perfect way to end my Dublin-year, don’t you think?