An Irish Day..

I could hear the morning rain hitting my outside window.  I am going to visit the sites of the Irish rebellion.  My stop was the Post Office where the 1916 Easter Rebellion took place.  It was a nice 25-30 stroll from my hotel.  I crossed the river for the first time. I was told that the river is a dividing line between working class, north and affluent clash south.
The post office still retains the numerous bullet holes from the gun battle. One man's terrorist is another man's freedom fighter. You can still see the bullet holes in the building below.