This work of art was simply amazing. With the rain hitting the statues, they appeared to be crying, and walking among their agonized forms was a humbling experience. I have seen many memorials before, but I think this may be one for the most effective. One of the figures that struck me the most was that of a woman with a shawl. Each figure had flowers placed by them, but hers was tied to her wrist so that it appeared that she was holding this desiccated bouquet. The effect was surreal- this starving, desperate woman clinging on to handfuls of flowers. While this may not have been anticipated by the artist, it certainly made a statement.
The two of us took a lot of photos, so here is the trip, in photos, starting at the Iffey and ending at the beach. My camera ran of of batteries, so several of these were taken by Peter.
I recommend going through these in order, and, as usual, hovering over them to know what's going on!
This was definitely a fun afternoon. Being able to just walk and see where we got to was great, and we saw some sides (or edges, really) of Dublin I had never imagined. It was like passing through multiple towns in one day.
The fact that we could just walk down to the sea was really surreal for me. Living so far from any body of water, it seemed crazy to be able to, in less than three hours, go from the center of a city to the sea...
On our way back, we had to admit that the 9 or so miles were taking a toll, and stopped to eat at an asian buffet. The food was delicious, and the restaurant was warm and dry which was almost as good.
Feeling happy and satisfied with the food and the adventure, we set off for the hotel again, to hear about what our classmates had done and blog about the trip to the sea.