The Atrium is a hidden area at the back of a building (name?) that not many know about. I asked a gentleman about how to get in since I kept getting lost because one or the other door would be locked, but he told me no one was there and asked if I were a teacher there or what. Inside the Atrium is a beautiful wood lined ball room hung with white draperies. The photograph to the left shows the path to the inner Atrium area.
Classrooms were large enough for a whole group with the usual sort of student tables. Or they were is small rooms suitable for a close knit workshop with a door to keep the noise out. Our workshop room looked out over a small patio. Below is the main lecture hall
My room was pretty comfy, although I didn’t spend much time there. Most nights, I’d get on the internet and wait until my husband showed up while reading then crashed. Wi-Fi was delayed for a day, upsetting me a great deal because it was my primary way of letting Bob know I had arrived okay, I even ended up crying when I finally got it because I was so relieved. I did mention that at UCF, WiFi was free on the entire campus. I think this surprised the Trinity folks but they soon got us all on WiFi for free. Everyone relies so much on WiFi anymore, it seems impossible to be in an educational facility without it.
The bathroom was utilitarian, one shower, one toilet, one sink, and two shelves. The shower had a rack for toiletries. My roommate and I were very careful at first but soon spread our junk around more freely.
The Buttery is found down a set of stairs from the main plaza. It’s a cafeteria with a salad bar, sandwich bar, hot food bar, serves up breakfast either full or continental. I was happy with the continental featuring an Irish biscuit with raisins and the size of my fist, cranberry juice, and an apple every day that I ate (most of the time). They prepared cookie platters and coffee and tea for our breaks, too. What did I eat most often? Chicken strips and chips, also had fish and chips, diet coke and candy bars and popcorn. They had several places to eat, lots of tables and chairs, plus some wood block tables and benches, plus a line of padded chairs more suited for sitting and writing along a back wall. Plenty of room for everyone to eat together but I mostly sought a break from everyone and quiet.
We ate at the Buttery via a pass that offered us the continental breakfast but the later upgraded it to the Irish breakfast. I paid for lunch when I ate here, although the first day, before they got the
Buttery Vault set up, they okayed up to 9 Euros worth of food.
Many times our group had meals ordered up at the the Buttery Vault. They serve hot food in a more formal setting specially for our group. I had beef and potatoes once, often ate salad, had broccoli, green beans, and cauliflower on different occasions. I had chicken twice, cooked different ways.
This was free, no pass necessary but set up for our group.
Graduate Memorial Building
We got to experience a musical performance in the conference hall, it had pretty good acoustics. The band we saw performed traditional Gaelic music, including acapella Gaelic songs, dancing, fiddling, More about that in another blog.
The Front Gate was often a meeting point for us students when we ventured as a group out into Dublin city for events, dinners, etc. The Front Gate and other gates can be closed for security reasons such as when Mrs. Obama visited the Book of Kells. The photo shows outside the front gate near the street.
Irish Writer’s Centre
The Irish Writer’s Centre is a beautiful building where local writer’s present their work to audiences. It’s off campus, about 1 mile away, straight down the main thoroughfare.
Is a special, formal rooms where they set up dinners for our group and where many of the students held readings of their work.
Nassau Street Gate
The Nassau Street Gate was where we often picked up buses when we went on events outside of campus. This gate is close to where the Book of Kells is housed.
Below: On Campus looking toward the Nassaue Street Gate and Book of Kells exhibit.