Dublin (2)

If I were to call my second day in Dublin exciting, I’d be a big fat liar. I walked around a lot, found myself two books (one I’ve read already but still needed for the collection, and one because I needed a new book to read), visited two libraries (I thought that the Chester Beatty was a bit of a let down, but the March Library was absolutely gorgeous, a hidden treasure if you will), and walked around some more. Got an early diner at Koh: great Thai food and a terrific desert.

Afterward, I strolled over to the Project Arts Centre, where I went to see Making Strange’s production of The Last Days of Judas Iscariot, a play written by Stephen Adly Guirgis. It’s basically an exploration of Judas’ betrayal by means of an appeal in a purgatorial court of law. Was he just a tool to fullfil some divine prophecy, or did he betray Jesus of his own free will? And what do witnesses like Mother Theresa, Sigmund Freud and the dark lord Satan have to say? As it turns out, a lot of funny stuff. Those three hours rushed by.

Tomorrow I’m taking it slow. At least, I don’t plan to walk around as much, as I got to stand the whole evening anyway. ‘Cause come 7:30 pm (sharp, so I’m told), it’s Boss-time.