Where the Streets have no name...literally

They say you never really get to know your way around a place until you've gotten lost and had to find your way back on your own. Well, hopefully I can say I know Dublin now! Today, by far one of the busiest days I've had here, was made even busier by a last minute assignment to go around the city centre and put up posters at all the colleges. There is only one problem, or maybe a few...Dublin doesn't have street signs and if it does they are very stealthily concealed from anyone with less than super 20/20 vision.

So, Rachel and I went on our merry way into the City Centre, and walked around...and around...and around looking for the above mentioned colleges...We were supposed to be able to get to four different colleges within the span of an hour...but hey! I feel like one is pretty good for a couple of American girls with nothing but a google map that mysteriously eliminated Grafton street from existence.

It was a rollercoaster of emotions; this adventure through the streets of Dublin.  Funny at first, exciting, then hungry, then tired (and grumpy), then cold, then even more hungry. We walked up and down Grafton Street (once we'd found our way there) putting up posters in shop windows and at Trinity College (which we may or may not have been allowed to do) until we couldn't feel our feet for being so hungry. I came home to a lovely meal, which I ate in less than 5 minutes! And I was off again to another meeting.

I definitely have a new appreciation for the U2 song Where the Streets have no name and I think I am slightly more aware of my surroundings now, though I can't say I'd want to relive the experience anytime soon. :)
Here are a few snapshots of my day, enjoy!

 Grafton Street

In November