Time and Tide
Sing Along in Temple Bar
Galway Girl - Temple Bar
Temple Bar - Living the dream.
Upon arriving in Dublin after a three week tour of Paris, London, Oxford and Northern Wales we were ready to get in touch with our roots. We checked into our hotel (which let me just say their marketing director was a genius), the room we stayed in and the club they advertised were drastically different in scale and size. I normally book through Expedia when traveling to places that I’ve never been to see the consumer reviews, but alas I found the place on my own with no reviews – lesson learned. The one thing this hotel had going for it was its location, it was on the edge of Temple Bar.
It was early evening in Temple Bar but time of day makes no difference there, the party happens from dawn to dusk. We set out to discover what Temple Bar had in store for us. The places were packed with standing room only and all abuzz with music - I was instantly in love! We went inside “The Temple Bar” where we found the line for drinks were endless, but no fear just standing behind someone who actually found a seat would ensure you’d get the bartenders notice. Everyone was friendly and willing to help out. With our ciders in hand (I know it should have been Irish whiskey or Guinness but we weren’t ready for either of those), we were off to find where the music was coming from? We entered what looked to be an atrium again packed with people, but we noticed that farther inside was another part of the bar where the music was being played. It was congested, with no place to sit, standing within inches of every other person in the bar and it was glorious.
I don’t know the name of the band that played, but every song I ever heard was played in those hours we stood there. To say there was audience participation is an understatement. Sometimes the crowd was singing so loud, it was a wonder we ever heard the band? And then it happened, the one song I came all the way to Ireland to hear started up. The crowd noticed within the first few chords and a yell went up that I am sure God himself heard. Galway Girl… As they sang what seemed to be the crowd favorite, I was splendidly and miraculously taken out that place and time and was standing on the shores of Galway all the while singing along in my loudest voice. That is why I had come for that one moment. All that we had witnessed all that we had done seemed to dwindle off in the distance. Every women/girl who has watched PS I Love You knows exactly what I am talking about, you got the sense that something special was happening. As the song came to a close and the crowd quieted, I had the thought that if our trip had to end in just that moment it would have been worth it, but it didn't and the band effortlessly began to flow into another song.
We stood there another few hours singing and before I knew it it was the wee hours of the morning and my darling daughter was ready to head back to our room. With much reluctance we left, I didn't want to lose the feeling, the high per say, but not from drinking from having completed a check off my bucket list. Lucky for me we had three more days to discover that Galway Girl is played in every pub every night of the week. So I was able to live that feeling again and again.