Weekend Adventures: Dublin, Ireland
(August 6-9, 2010)
After work Friday Preston and I boarded Aer Lingus for Ireland. Our flight was delayed and it took a loooong time to get through customs (if you can believe it, we saw a woman trying to talk her way in to Ireland after forgetting her passport -- she was actually able to board the plane?!) but my Mom, Dad and Val were all waiting for us with huge smiles and big Irish hugs.
My Mom navigated the streets of Dublin in the rent-a-car (a Fiat that the previous renters had a field day with -- it had more dents than my college Honda!) on the opposite side of the road and with the steering wheel "on the wrong side" like a champ. When my Mom said she was paying over $100 a day for this dented car and I said, "Wow, that's not bad," she said, "Oh my gosh, those Geneva prices really HAVE gotten to you!"
They took us to Jury's Inn, where we were staying until Monday so we could get settled and the fun could begin.
Can you imagine 10-20 Dick Widger-types all in one weekend? True story, those are my uncles and cousins and they were all there to meet Preston.
Auntie Marie was waiting for us at the pub at the hotel and we all shared a glass of wine to start the weekend (Guiness for Val and Preston!).

Next we went to Joanie's (cousins Mary, Annie, Mag and Joan Widger's mom's sister) house for a lovely garden barbeque. Preston had a ball filling and refilling my Dad's wine glass; "Your Dad is hilarious!" Poor Dad swore off alcohol forever the next morning!
Later in the evening after I, too, had consumed way too much wine, we went out with my cousins Mary and Annie (and Mary's boyfriend Graham) and bumped into my cousin Neddy, aka Rasher. Preston had to take his light weight wife back to the hotel who also swore off alcohol early the next morning.
Saturday was the big horseshow day. My cousin Emily Jane's daughter Emma was making her Dublin horseshow debut after working hard all spring to qualify for the event. Emma was in the leadline class and looked like a million euros.
Preston loved the big jumper classes but we took a break from the show to go see the family with our "back stage" pass in the barns after Emma's big event. Here are just some of the Widgers that came to cheer Emma on (Mom was taking the picture, hence why she's not in the big group photo).
We stayed at the show a bit longer to watch the Land Rover Puissance class. The main jump started at over 6 feet and the winners (there was a tie) cleared 7'3". Amazing.
Daddy's brother Joe, his daughters Emily, Sarah & Martha, Emily's daughter Hannah, Jack, Curly, Mark and Emma all met us back at Auntie Marie and Val's house for dinner. It was so fun to hear my Dad and Uncle Joe reminisce about their Dad and all the trouble they would get into. Uncle Joe pulled me aside during the night and told me my Dad "was the best rider out of the whole lot of them" which was really nice to hear. Marie said the next day that she would've loved to have had an aerial photo of all of us listening to their stories that night.
Sunday morning Val and Daddy picked Preston and I up at the hotel and we met Mom and Marie at the DunLaoghaire Sunday market. It was a beautiful setting along the waterfront. Nearby I took some photos of one of my favorite things about Dublin: all the colored doors. As legend has it, a jovial (and inebriated!) man came home one night and climbed into the wrong bed so the wives of Dublin decided to all paint their doors different colors.
Afterwards we went to the races which we loved. We spent the day at the Curragh, a beautiful race track on which my Dad was a steeple chase jockey in his day! Mom bought me a fabulous purple headpiece and I said I was surely channeling Kate Middleton, Prince William's girlfriend, who always wears amazing hats.
Monday I worked in Expedia's Dublin office and headed to the airport in the afternoon. While we were excited to show my parents around Switzerland, it was definitely hard to leave Ireland with so much family, such a beautiful setting and people that actually speak English!!
They took us to Jury's Inn, where we were staying until Monday so we could get settled and the fun could begin.
Can you imagine 10-20 Dick Widger-types all in one weekend? True story, those are my uncles and cousins and they were all there to meet Preston.
Auntie Marie was waiting for us at the pub at the hotel and we all shared a glass of wine to start the weekend (Guiness for Val and Preston!).
Look at those Widgers! |
Later in the evening after I, too, had consumed way too much wine, we went out with my cousins Mary and Annie (and Mary's boyfriend Graham) and bumped into my cousin Neddy, aka Rasher. Preston had to take his light weight wife back to the hotel who also swore off alcohol early the next morning.
Saturday was the big horseshow day. My cousin Emily Jane's daughter Emma was making her Dublin horseshow debut after working hard all spring to qualify for the event. Emma was in the leadline class and looked like a million euros.
Part of the Widger cheering section |
Jack, Emma, Uncle Joe, Mom and Emily Jane |
We stayed at the show a bit longer to watch the Land Rover Puissance class. The main jump started at over 6 feet and the winners (there was a tie) cleared 7'3". Amazing.
Here's the jump at 6'8" -- and yes, he cleared it! |
Daddy's brother Joe, his daughters Emily, Sarah & Martha, Emily's daughter Hannah, Jack, Curly, Mark and Emma all met us back at Auntie Marie and Val's house for dinner. It was so fun to hear my Dad and Uncle Joe reminisce about their Dad and all the trouble they would get into. Uncle Joe pulled me aside during the night and told me my Dad "was the best rider out of the whole lot of them" which was really nice to hear. Marie said the next day that she would've loved to have had an aerial photo of all of us listening to their stories that night.
Sunday morning Val and Daddy picked Preston and I up at the hotel and we met Mom and Marie at the DunLaoghaire Sunday market. It was a beautiful setting along the waterfront. Nearby I took some photos of one of my favorite things about Dublin: all the colored doors. As legend has it, a jovial (and inebriated!) man came home one night and climbed into the wrong bed so the wives of Dublin decided to all paint their doors different colors.
Afterwards we went to the races which we loved. We spent the day at the Curragh, a beautiful race track on which my Dad was a steeple chase jockey in his day! Mom bought me a fabulous purple headpiece and I said I was surely channeling Kate Middleton, Prince William's girlfriend, who always wears amazing hats.
Here's when Preston bet on a winner. Champagne pour moi, s'il vous plait!
Sunday night Marie and Mom made us a delicious dinner and Marie toasted Preston's and my one-year anniversary (a few months late but hey, a party's a party!).
Monday I worked in Expedia's Dublin office and headed to the airport in the afternoon. While we were excited to show my parents around Switzerland, it was definitely hard to leave Ireland with so much family, such a beautiful setting and people that actually speak English!!