Things are hoppin in Dublin today! Oh to be in Dublin now that Bloom’s there! (Or was there in 1904, fictionally.)
I copied this from bloomsday:
Bloomsday—June 16th—is an annual celebration among Joyce fans throughout the world, from Fort Lauderdale to Melbourne. It is celebrated in at least sixty countries worldwide, but nowhere so imaginatively, of course, as in Dublin. There the events of Leopold Bloom’s day are reenacted by anyone who cares to participate, and his itinerary is followed all across Dublin.
At lunchtime it’s traditional to stop off for a glass of burgundy and a Gorgonzola sandwich at Davy Byrne’s Pub on Duke Street, just as Bloom did. In the afternoon the Ormond Hotel is the spot for an afternoon pint, where Bloom was tempted by the barmaids in the Sirens chapter.
The years since 1904 have made an exact replication of Bloom’s route impossible—Bloom’s home at 7 Eccles Street no longer exists and the red-light district (“Nighttown”), in which the hallucinatory Circe chapter takes place, has been leveled; only the street pattern remains.
Bloomsday celebrations also feature readings of Ulysses, James Joyce lookalike contests, various other semi-literary activities, and a good excuse for hoisting a few Guinnesses. In the eyes of many, it’s easier and a lot more fun than trying to work your way through Ulysses.
Hey, I don’t care what anybody says, I worked my way through the whole of Ulysses once. What a strange, wild and crazy book. Also, I’ve read the definitive biography of Joyce by Richard Ellmann (who died later of Lou Gherig’s disease). And I’ve read a bunch of other Joyce stuff too — not that anyone gives a ….! LOL
Oh, to be hoistin a Guiness at Mulligan’s Pub right now in Dublin! YeeeeeeeeeeeHahhhhhhhh