That is the official name of Trinity College, founded in 1592 by Liz I.  It is at the top of every Dublin destination guide and rightly so.  Mobbed by tourist and guides dressed in Harry Potter costumes it is steeped in history and culture.  After a late leave from the hotel we set out late morning to explore every nook, cranny and door we could open.

Seems the class of 2022 is just arriving.

The center of the campus, Parliament Square.

Then, the Chapel, completed in 1798 and still open to the pubic today.

Ornate floors with heating grills.

The seating and stalls, clearly meant to highlight rank and position, some just benches others with property doled out per armrest and seats of honor.

Unbeknownst to us, a bride and groom were about to walk the aisle and they do really still wear morning coats and hats.

The best view of a column is out a window.

Being built over hundreds of years the architecture is remarkably varied.

Perhaps some ideas for our front door?  Same address.

What’s a Saturday afternoon without a game of Cricket?

We made our way out the Lincoln gate and stopped in at the National Gallery of Ireland, stunningly renovated in 2017 and boasts a Vermeer and Caravaggio before having lunch.

We decided to walk back to our hotel through college grounds in the  late afternoon sun.  Seems centuries old windows require modern food products to prop them open.

Still, who could resist this light.

And the beauty of trees centuries old.

Hard to top this day, but the cake still had to be iced.  As if on cue  bagpipers and drummers appeared in Parliament Square.   A catering chef filled in the information they were rehearsing for a dinner this evening honoring fire brigades and first responders.

Turns out it takes two to tune a bagpipe.

I’ll let them pipe me out for today.