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today I finished my 6, no, correction, 5 weeks assignment in Ireland in the outskirts of Dublin. The giant software / hardware maker I was supposed to work for asked all IT contractors to take a week off, so my 6 weeks became 5. I actually kinda enjoyed these 5 weeks and this was primarily thanks to the good spirit of Irish people. I confess I didn’t know so much about the Irish people and their ways of life but I have found the ones I have met to be very good people indeed. I started with a flight from Rome airport on Aerlingus where I realised that on the flight there were not one but two groups of irish students returning from school trips. Teenager. A mixed groups (boys and girls), slightly older, and a girls only group. I thought: this will be a trip to hell. With my usual luck and despite begging the lady at the check in desk to be seated as far as possible from the school trips, I was seating with one group behind me and one in front of me. To my astonishment these kids actually behaved, first of all their teachers were pretty stricts and controlled them closely, second the kids behaved of their own initiative which to me was a huge relief but also a big shock. Had these kids been Italians, Germans or (worse) British, it would have been a disaster. But the Irish kids behaved. So really it all started under the best of auspicies. The taxi driver who took me to the hotel was very polite and chatty – he did ask a lot of questions – which normally would have pissed me off – but I found his interest and conversation heartwarming in landing for the fitst time in a new country to embark in a new job. And he promised to get me there for less than 26 euros which he did. The staff at the hotel, the Carlton Blanchardstown – ex Park Plaza on my GPS – were also all very polite, nice, smiling, they also asked kind of personal questions but their interest seemed also in relation to helping me, in fact when I told what company I was going to work for, they informed me that they ran a daily shuttle service to this company, free of charge, which was great. On the quality of the work and on what i have seen inside those walls, I think I better skip that part for the time being, anyway it has nothing to do with Ireland per se, but I do pity the Irish bank that put itself in the end of some seriously disorganised people. anyway i want to recap all the good things and also the less good or bad things in my short experience in this very specific and peculiar part of Ireland that is the Blanchardstown area: 1) car rental in Ireland can be very cheap – booking via autoeurope ireland but some companies tend to develop a vindictive attitude if you don’t take extra insurance (the worst is Thrifty which I discourage everybody from using) – which will more than double the cost of the car rental, and they will do the hold/auth thing on your credit cards for amounts starting at 1200euros for a small economy car – in which case very easily you will max out your card. Occasionally to make your life even more complicated – thanks Hertz – they will disregard to remove the hold/auth on your card so that when you expect to have been freed from it – like 4 days after you returned the car in perfect conditions and with a full tank – you will have new transactions rejected because someone, like for example HERTZ, is still holding 1600 euros on your card. At that point after frantic phone calls, some of which to numbers that are advertised on HERTZ website but no longer exist – and funnily enough the message will be in Spanish – you will have to get the AUTH code from your bank/credit card company and their fax number; you will have to find a nice Irish lady at the HERTZ customer care centre (thank you M.!!), give her the AUTH code and the fax number and she will finally lift the hold so that you card will be functional again. [Obviously in the meantime you'll need another card or two] 2) hotels in the Blanchards area can be… 3 hotels… according to my research, there are only 3 hotels in the area: the Carlton Hotel Blanchardstown, the Crowne Plaza Blanchardstown and the Travelodge Phoenix Park. The latter is like any other Travelodge, basic, functional and to some degree clean but it has no free internet and some room might smell of smoked cigarettes. The price however is sometimes only slighly lower than the Carlton – depending of various circumstances. So you can get a Travelodge room for almost 40 euros a night but you might get a Carlton room for 47 euros a night. Only 7 euros difference, which are balanced by all the free stuff you get at the Carlton, the fact that the Carlton is a 4 star hotel, it is much nicer, it has a free gymn and depending which company you are working for, it might have a free taxi service, which is worth almost 10 euros. I stayed at the Crowne Plaza only one night and it is nicer than the Carlton, although the interiors were designed by the same people since they are identical, however the Plaza costed me almost double the price of the Carlton, it had a smaller car park and no offers of free taxi. The Carlton Hotel Blanchardstown s really a great hotel which gives very good value for money, it has a great staff, and I can only recommend it – make sure you get the appropriate discount during the online booking if you are staying 2, 3 or 4 days. 3) Landscape: beaches, cliffs, green fields and so on – I have seen very little but there must be plenty of those and you can never get enough of that beautiful Irish landscape. However in the Blanchardstown area you do get to see a lot of green fields although they will be part of a rather suburban or even industrial landscape, but the overall perception is not to be in some wasteland but in a nice and well planned area of recent development with room for cars, pedestrians and bicycles and bus services which, if not ideal, are still present and well functional. 4) food: honestly, it’s time Ireland becomes aware that there is food beyond carved roasted meat, chips and crisps and Irish breakfast. For example there are “SALADS”, but not like the SPAR Caeser salad (1 part chicken, 1 part bacon, few lettuce leaves and a lot of dressing). For example the Carlton is a great hotel but in the menu there isn’t one single salad, you might get steamed vegetables on the side of some meaty or fishy dish but that’s not good enough. Let’s say Ireland is not a vegetarian paradise, although there are some exceptions like Cornucopia in Dublin, a great vegetarian restaurant with a nice atmosphere. 5) last but not least my favourite of all things Irish: no, not the Guinness, I don’t like beer and I don’t like Guiness, sorry. I am talking of RTE Lyric, a great radio that you can also listen online which is a truly great radio with a varied selection of great music, classical, opera, jazz, contemporary and world music. Kudos for RTE Lyric and its Djs who are all very professional, very informative and select great music. I love you all guys and I will miss you in a sense but I will keep listening to you, although it won’t be the same listening to an Irish station while driving around the Irish country – well at least in the microcosm of the Blanchardstown area. So good bye Ireland, or “Slán leat” and I hope to be back sometime.
VUE cinema: Ok I know you can’t make me travel back in time to stop the missus from choosing this movie from the ticket machine, but can I at least have my money back? or can I have a small amount to cover for the damage to my ears caused by the fact that the movie consists in a series of loud shootings that last for 2 hrs? No? Thought so. Rating: really really really really bad movie There is in london a type of decor that has become the most common, as if all the restaurants are using the same architect, or as if all the architects are copying each other. We were on Upper street, on a Saturday afternoon, the usual buzz of one of the many popular areas full of young and less young people seeking the mandatory “Saturday” good time in this “word hard, play hard” capital/metropolis. As we were looking for something to eat having skipped both breakfast and lunch and having had a mini removal, laundry and a long day of discussions and arguments, we found Pasha, it looked quiet, almost empty but it had the nice decor and it looked clean, in London it’s already a lot to ask for, so at approx. 15.00 we stepped into it and very quickly ordered the special menu, vegetarian option, a bottle of sparkling water and 2 alcohol free cocktails. Drinks came soon and the food too came relatively soon. Drinks – as I said alcohol free – were ok but nothing memorable. The food consisted of 12 hot and cold mezes, I only know the name of some of them. Overall the food was ok, with some mezes being really tasty and above average and some being a bit tasteless. For example the Fallafel were definitely not memorable, while the cheese kofte (alternative to lamb) were quite nice. The Hummus was not memorable while the Babaganoushe was definitely worth going back. There was another mezes based on aubergine which was very very nice but I don’t know the name. On the other hand the Tabbouleh was not the best I have eaten in London. Anyway, overall it was definitely a positive experience and the staff is polite and attentive. The bill came 44.71GBP for the menu for 2 people, 2 non alcoholic cocktails, 1 bottle of mineral water and 2 desserts (a fresh fruit plate, and a “fried ice cream”, a nice ball of ice cream covered in batter, fried and served on chocolate sauce). I would go back if I was in Islington. (*) one annoying detail: the Pasha Islington website is one of those annoying website with mandatory loud music when you open the page. To the Pasha Islington owner: PLEASE STOP THAT MUSIC FROM STARTING AUTOMATICALLY!!
let’s skip the part where I should explain why I find myself in this remote part of insular europe. i am in a sort of european silicon valley, an artificial suburb of headquarters, tech companies, clusters of houses, small villages, everything modern, neat, roads, cycle lanes, curbs, green, ordered, safe, secure. let’s talk instead of the Carlton Hotel Blanchardstown formerly known as Park Plaza. This hotel, situated in Tyrrelstown, one of the appendixes of Blanchardstown, is a true outpost of civilisation. It’s at the “finis terrae” of Blanchardstown, the last building before the green void. The building stands tall on top of a small hill and you can spot it from 2 or perhaps even 3 roundabouts away. The hotel is good hotel with a good price/quality ratio and in my experience the best prices are those found directly on their website, once you apply the special discounts for longer stays (2, 3 or 4 nights). The room are of good size and so are the bathrooms, that normally feature a tub and a large shower. Tea/coffe facility in the room, free wifi, a mini-gymn, a bar and a restaurant. The building and the furniture is not the newest but very decent and beds are clean and comfortable. The staff is very professional, very friendly and helpful, always smiling and always available. In the room you get 3 types of power outlet: the british type, but also 1 european and american. Flat tv, armchairs and a desk complete the room, you also get an ironing table and iron. The food in the restaurant is ok, but there are no salads in the menu. The hotel is in a remote location with some shops and restaurant nearby, but here you are not in Dublin per se, but outside, although there is a bus stop outside the hotel with a bus, the 40D that takes you directly to the centre of Dublin proper (although I think it takes a long time). THere is also a bus 238 which takes you to the Blanchardstown shopping mall. From the airport a taxi will cost anything between 25 and 35 euros depending on traffic and driver. There is a bus from the airport stopping nearby but the service is sporadic and it doesn’t on weekends. In conclusion, this is a nice hotel but it’s not an hotel for those who want to be in Dublin and live the city. It’s a good hotel for those who have a car or are ok with a long bus trip to the city centre in exchange for being in a quiet and remote area. The hotel can get very busy with a lot of people and events, I met the Italian Female Rugby National team amongst the other.
so we are in london visiting and begging for work. yes we are italians who made the mistake to leave london and now we are back because italy is a wasteland and we must run away as fast as possible and so we are begging for work all over europe, actually all over the world (well almost). we used to live near Whiteleys and my wife always liked the cinema (the Odeon cinema) so we decided to go for Carnage. When we got to last floor we noticed the Odeon entrance had changed quite a lot, but i rushed to the restroom and my wife got the tickets. We were then ushered to the second floor and immediately noticed the difference. The stair had been turned in a late-roman-empire-decadent stair of mirrored and woods, with the name “The lounge” on a sign which had an ominous resemblance with my idea of Dante’s Inferno gate to hell (“Per me si va nella citta’ dolente, per me si va…”). And in fact hell it was, landing on the second floor at the top of the stairs we were in fact no longer at the Odeon cinema but in a sort of decadent modern bordello lounge, surprisingly empty for this sort of place in London. We struggled to find anyone to direct us to cinema nr. 4 (due to the emptiness) and eventually someone took us there. En route she asked “do you know the concept?”. “What CONCEPT?” I replied, annoyed because it was getting late and i don’t like to be late at movies. As she was talking about food, drinks, ordering of food and drinks we made our entrance to cinema (or better lounge) number 4. I was shocked to find myself in a sort of replica of the Electric Cinema in Portobello, only worse due to the presence of some black-dressed waitresses and waiters (I normally consider this type of personell a bad omen of a posh pretentious expensive restaurant). As we sat at our super comfy chairs with electric controls, I noticed that chairs were provided of a sort of fixed tray with cutlery, a napkin and a menu. Very confusing. The small audience was made of couples of various ages, all dressed up and bearing a sign saying: “fine dining, drinking and partying” and not “movie goer”. At this point I asked my wife to show me the tickets and it was then that I discovered with horror that we had paid 18 pounds each for the tickets. That’s eighteen and if you think it’s not much, then please be unemployed for several months first. As I was trying not to explode, a waiter dressed in black was kneeling by me asking what I wanted. “I am fine thanks”. THe rest of the story is that people order food and dine while watching the movie, so you get the pleasure of listening to the tinkling of their cutlery while trying to listen to a movie which, in this case, it’s all about dialogues. If that wasn’t enough you also have to smell the salmon of your neighbour. And the wooshing noise of someone sucking the bottom of the 7 pounds 70 pence “5 dollar shake” (someone there must have gotten confused with the exchange). However the best part was yet to come. Some of the people took this dining experience to the extreme, by making chitchat and comments on food and drinks during the movie, as if they were standing in the home cinemas. Something that is not only rude to the others but also plain stupid because in the end if you want to eat, watch a movie and have a chat, why don’t you just stay home? My comment on the experience is: horrible, absolutely unacceptable to pay 18 pounds to watch a movie with uncle bob commenting on his salmon or aunt polly sucking her shake. Besides the main bar area was so empty it was almost sad. Given the past rate of success of whiteleys, I am afraid this is another doomed experiment.
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