2016 is a cool year to be in Dublin.
Not because it’s a leap year and a strange Irish superstition declares leap year an acceptable time in which gender roles reverse and an Irish woman may propose to her significant other. (Learn more in the so-bad-it’s-good film Leap Year, featuring Amy Adams and antiquated ideas of falling in love).
But it’s ALSO the 100 year anniversary of Easter Rising aka the 1916 Rising aka Ireland gaining full independence from England. So there is loads of neato History Channel shit happening all over the place.
Learning about the main players that took part in the revolution, their secret meetings, hunger strikes, and empty chairs at empty tables (Okay yes, all I’m picturing is Les Misérables with Irish accents), made a recent tour at Glasnevin Cemetery all the cooler.
I mean, how else can you fully absorb the gravity of a revolution, if not seeing the final resting place of those involved among rows and rows of tombstones?