The shortest country in this directory, and the only one where I have kept an entry without ever standing in it.
I have not been. That is the whole of the honest position, and it embarrasses me rather, given the flight is an hour and I have made it as far as Glasgow's outskirts and turned back twice.
So the country keeps one entry and no opinions. What is written here is intention, not memory, and it will stay marked hollow until I have stood in the room and can say otherwise.
Winter is the plan when it comes: northern light, short afternoons, and a city small enough to walk between things without a timetable. Readers who know Dublin properly are invited to correct me in advance.