It’s hard to feel lonely when you have a Facebook community to lean on. Being five hours ahead of the time at home can make me feel a little isolated on Sunday mornings, when the people I love most are still asleep. But what do you know, another Fulbright living in Ireland jumped right in this morning via FB and offered solidarity.
I perked up after heading across town to the Gaiety Theater for a Sunday matinee. Oscar Wilde’s stories were delightful due to some great choreography and skillful acting. Perhaps he didn’t mean it to be so comical, but nevertheless, it was a highly entertaining theatrical production. It was delivered entirely in third person to keep true to Wilde’s text (which wasn’t penned for the stage). The stories involve a bunch of off-beat personalities, but most of them are lovable enough. I’m sure the book itself could get depressing, but the play seldom did.
There was even a singer in the play who reminded me of my Dad’s cousin, Robin Massie. With her beautiful curly red hair, super-cheery personality, and incredible soprano voice, Robin could definitely find a place on stage here.
The design of the Gaiety Theater is itself a treat. Inside, it looks a lot like the Olympia (which I posted a picture of previously), except that this theater is bigger. It’s where Riverdance performs, for instance.
I also finally sought out the Cornucopia restaurant. It specializes in vegetarian, wheat-free, gluten-free, vegan, and sugar-free options. And, believe it or not, they also specialize in delicious dishes! I wonder: How on earth did it take me so long to find this place? Mark (at the Kildare Street Hotel) told me about it weeks ago.
The play and a warm bowl of soup did wonders for my day. The rain showers melted into sunshine. The afternoon streets filled with people. I even found one of the light bulbs I needed to purchase while I was on the way home (even the light bulbs are different from what we have at home, and so keeping each light fixture aglow offers me new challenges.)
Shopping successful, tummy full, and Shannon happy, I returned home to reflect and transcribe.
PS — My new URL is shannonchance.net to save you a few keystrokes. If you receive my blog posts by email, I recommend you click the title of the piece when they arrive, so you can read the online version. That way you get a better graphic experience (and sometimes a few less type-os). Now, if only I could figure out how to control this crazy template’s layout.