Need I say more?
Yesterday, I had the once in a lifetime experience of celebrating St. Patrick’s Day in Dublin. Waking up at 5 am to catch the bus to Dublin may not have been ideal, but not even that (or the snow, for that matter) could slow us down. Earlier in the week, we had planned to sign up to be in the People’s Parade, but ended up not getting into town in time for that, so we were stuck watching from the sidelines. With the rain, it was tough to get good views of the parade at times, but it was very well-done nonetheless. At around 11:45, the crowds became a little restless and started lining up in front of the pubs to wait for them to open. Sure enough, at noon on the dot the doors opened to pubs all around the city, and the next part of the celebration had begun. People from all over the world flooded the streets, wearing their tall green hats and long orange beards (some of them real, most of them not), celebrating the patron saint by raising a pint of Guinness to the man who made the shamrock famous. They say that everybody is Irish on St. Paddy’s Day, but you don’t really know what it’s like until you’ve celebrated in Dublin!
A few photos from the parade and the pubs afterwards: