When it became clear that I would be moving to Dublin, I knew that choosing the neighborhood I would live in was going to be one of the most important decisions of the entire move.
I chose the village of Ranelagh for many reasons – it came highly recommended by people who know Dublin, I only have to go three stops on the Luas (tram) and I’m at St. Stephen’s Green (Dublin’s centre), it has everything I could need within walking distance, and frankly, it’s just adorable. Ranelagh is the type of neighborhood in which I have always wanted to live but could never afford. Here in Dublin, the perfect neighborhood is attainable for someone like me.
Last night was Ranelagh’s Christmas Tree lighting. Normally, I would stay away from anything involving a crowd, but this sounded like fun – Christmas-y, village-y, fun. And it was. This wasn’t some Disney-esque tree lighting ceremony with a laser light show choreographed to Mannheim Steamroller. It wasn’t even as elaborate as some of the Griswold-worthy house decorations one can find on any given neighborhood in the Greater Los Angeles area.
There were 200 people there, tops. There was free mulled wine for the adults and hot cocoa for the kids, as well as mince pies. I’m not sure what a mince pie is, but they must be delicious because by the time I got there, they were all gone.
There was a children’s chorus that sang just slightly off-key, the Ranelagh Singers who were really quite good, and of course, good old Santa Claus. We counted down from 10, the lights came on the tree and that was that.
I loved it.