Though my last post was a celebration of the warm spring air and sunshine in Dublin, it is April, so there are obviously showers. And it’s Ireland, so what do we expect?!
When it rains in Dublin, you can always spot the Americans. They are the ones walking around with their fancy Patagonia rain gear and large umbrellas. If the American is also a female under 30, she will certainly be wearing a pair of trendy Hunter Wellingtons.
Most Dubliners take the rain in their stride and let it fall on them no matter what they are wearing. Umbrellas are used, but not as often as you might imagine. Unless an umbrella can fit in your purse or handbag or satchel it’s not worth bringing one around for the day. Huge umbrellas often get left in cafés or shops unless the rain is heavy and consistent, so it’s not worth it.
Americans are always prepared. Hooded raincoats, Wellies, and sometimes waterproof trousers. Always an umbrella. Because they have been told that it rains all the time in Ireland.
Being an American living in Dublin, I fall somewhere in between total rain preparation and rain ignoration**. I have all the gear, but I rarely wear it unless I am doing some kind of active activity outside the city. I almost never wear my Wellies*. I never have an umbrella. The only one C and I own is huge and can’t be brought on our bikes. My birthday is coming up, though, so perhaps a small umbrella can go on “the list”. I can’t be sure I would ever remember to take it, though.
And anyway, aren’t April showers meant to give way to May flowers?!
*my Wellies are hand-me-downs from girls I used to babysit in NYC. I wouldn’t spend over $80 on plastic boots. That I didn’t buy them makes me feel a bit better about not really ever wearing them.
**if Shakespeare could make up words .. . .