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The Dublin Literary Pub Crawl


                                        By Sharon Whitley Larsen



                         hen food is scarce and you see the    ysses”: “It’s about different Dubliners who come in and
                         hearse, you’ll know you’ve died of hun-  out of Dublin on that particular day”—and which was
              “Wger!”                                          set on June 16, 1904 (now called “Bloomsday”), the day
                   As we sipped Guinness in  Dublin’s The Duke   that Joyce (“a thick-skinned man”) had his first date with
            pub, our group of 16                                                           Nora Barnacle, who
            laughed.  We were be-                                                          eventually became his
            ing serenaded on this                                                          wife.
            weekday evening in a                                                                   As I sipped my
            small, upstairs private                                                        usual Chardonnay,
            room (called a “snug”) by                                                      I recalled suffering
            actors Frank Smith and                                                         through this difficult
            Brendan Morrissey.  As                                                         masterpiece in college-
            they sang this rousing                                                         -yet felt vindicated after
            rendition of “The Waxies’                                                      Smith, with Morrissey,
            Dargle,” we cheered them                                                       performed a first chap-
            on, toasting with our                                                          ter scene, then looked
            glasses.  Donning black                                                        up at us, winked, and
            bowlers, the duo then                                                          noted, “Few people get
            performed a scene from                                                         beyond the first part,
            Samuel Beckett’s “Wait-                                                        including Irish people!”
            ing for Godot” to our hearty applause.                   As we chuckled, the duo dramatically recited
                   This was my third visit to Dublin—the formerly   Molly’s monologue at the end of the book:  “. . .so he
            gritty, now glowing city of some 1.6 million, home since   could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was
            1769 to world-famous Guinness (today the storehouse   going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.”
            is a popular tour attraction).  Besides Beckett, the city        “Now you don’t have to read it!” Smith bellowed as
            has produced such famous writers as James Joyce,   we laughed with relief.
            William Butler Yeats, Oscar Wilde, George Bernard        As Colm Quilligan notes in his guidebook, “Dub-
            Shaw.                                              lin Literary Pub Crawl” (available for purchase on the
                   And what a fun city!  My husband Carl and I had   tour), it took Joyce seven years to write the epic; but, he
            signed up for the Dublin Literary Pub Crawl--celebrating   confides, “it took this writer seven years to read it.”  So I
            its 30th anniversary this year--which sounded intriguing.   wasn’t the only one who suffered!
            We figured this literary pilgrimage, so to speak, would        “There have always been pub crawls in Dublin,”
            be a fun way to sample some history and culture--while   Quilligan adds.  “As far back as the 17th century Trinity
            researching the spirits, of course.                students earned a reputation for rampaging through the
                  This is reportedly the only city in the world to pro-  city’s taverns, no doubt declaiming from the works of
            duce three Nobel laureate authors--Beckett, Shaw, and   Virgil, Ovid, and Homer.  Dublin’s reputation as a literary
            Yeats—and which boasts some 800 pubs.  So it seemed  city derives partly from the period just after the Second
            the perfect place to follow in the footsteps of these liter-  World War.  The pub has always been the centre of local
            ary giants, even sipping a whiskey or Guinness in some   life.”
            of the same watering holes they frequented.  There         It was Quilligan who founded this pub crawl ver-
            would be “a very simple quiz” at the end of the tour, we   sion in 1988 with several actors, and it grew mostly by
            were told.  The grand prize?  A Dublin Literary Pub Crawl   word-of-mouth.
            T-shirt!                                                 “Dublin is a great word-of-mouth city,” observed
                   Smith then gave our group a tagline of Joyce’s “Ul-  Smith.  Since then—with the help of brochures, news-



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