In continuation
of last week’s post on Ireland, I feel obliged to mention what Ireland has few
of, for better or worse. Of course, I
could be wrong about any of these points and confused the forest and trees. I
am open to any correction.
Ireland has very
few cats, pets or wild. Neither in
Dublin nor Galway did we see any cats in the streets or windows. Apparently, something there, possibly the
weather, discourages their procreation.
It certainly is not due to a lack of birds.
For that matter,
Ireland lacks pests. St. Patrick
probably did not kick them out, but there are no native Irish snakes. Furthermore, I didn’t see any cockroaches or
mosquitoes either. The largest carnivore is a fox, not exactly a major threat
to life. There are badgers but they apparently avoid the city and wreak only their
havoc in the countryside. To be fair, midges can be problem at certain times
but it is a much localized problem at that.
Curiously, with
no connection to the previous paragraph, Ireland has few Israeli visitors. We
were there some 12 days and did not meet a single Israeli. I am not complaining but it was certainly
surprising as Israelis are big travelers. I do not know the reason. It may the
relatively high price or lack of Jewish roots in the Emerald island, but we
could speak Hebrew freely without worry of being understood.
Continuing on
the positive note, Irish food portions are respectable but not obscene. With no
longer the appetite and capacity to burn calories that I had when I was in my
20’s, I appreciated getting up from Irish meals satisfied but not stuffed. There was always room for the delicious
dessert, which are also tasty but not copious. Less can be better.
While most
people think driving on the left (not wrong) size of the road is very
frightening, Irish road makers were very Scottish in their craft. The roads are
so narrow. To my eye, the country roads are one way. However, somehow they
serve two- way traffic, allowing even a bus and car to pass each other without
damage. I often thought of that scene in
one of the Harry Potter movies in which the bus changes form in order not to
hit a car. Those tight squeezes made me happy not to drive in Ireland. Phrased
positively, Irish drivers are amazing.
Regarding
subtraction, the politics of Ireland as expressed by the weather reports is
quite fascinating. The Irish TV station always mentions the weather in Belfast
and northern counties even though they are part of the UK. By the contrast, the
BBC, including BBC Northern Ireland, steadfastly ignores the weather in the
lower two thirds of the island, somewhat like the missing picture of the
embarrassing aunt. By contrast, the Irish I spoke with rarely mentioned the
British and their influence on Irish history. They were cryptically
(sarcastically?) referred to as our English cousins. The less said the better.
Finally, Irish (Gaelic) and Hebrew are both resurrected languages, effectively reborn for nationalistic
reasons in the last century or so. While
in Israel the vast majority can and do use Hebrew in their daily lives, Irish
is not widely spoken, only 16% of the population, mainly in rural areas,
despite it being the first official language. My favorite Irish sound was the
name of the Irish railroad, Iarnród Éireann. During our trip to and from Galway
by train, we heard it at the end of every announcement, to my constant
amusement. To an English ear, it sounds like here nor there, which is
funny in the context of travel. In any case, I wish the Irish success in
creating a true local national language.
To end my two-part Irish post, I heartily recommend a trip
there. Come armed with a sense of humor and adventure. Both the country and its
people are a bit wild in a positive way.