St. Patrick's Experience

Well, it sounds a bit awkward to publish this topic this late as St. Patrick's was almost a month ago, but a blog about an Irish experience wouldnt be serious without some comments about Paddy's day.

To some extent I wonder how it would have been to enjoy it out of the Capital, to have lived it in a smaller Irish town where celebrations, though smaller, are much more intense and people feel closer. However, at the end Dublin was great for this day.


The city had a completely different atmosphere, we all felt like hanging out all together. Dublin is always crowded, and it was even much more crowded on this day, but it felt as we were all going out together, enjoying the Holiday as one. Of course this kind of feelings are always personal and it doesnt mean that everyone around you is going through the same, but that was my impression. It was fun to see everyone dressed on green, wearing their Irish flags as cloaks and getting them signed by everybody as a souvenir of this day. A way to remember 17th March 2008 forever, not to leave it pass away and join the opaque meaningless memories of routine.

At the end for each person it all comes to be what you do and whom you did it with, the day only gives you a general mood, a fun fair, pubs crowded, some concerts, some craftshops and such, as in all cities. After that, life is what you make of it. It reminded me of Koninginnedag and some other celebrations throughout Spain. My favourite will always be Tres Cantos' ones, each heart grows up with memories from only a few ones I guess. I really enjoyed watching the Irish lads get their own.