Back to Glasnevin

I cycled back to Glasnevin in January, this time to spend time in the cemetery. A misty morning awaited me as I clambered onto my bike to peddle laboriously through Rathmines, the city centre and Phibsborough, avoiding pedestrians and the wandering Sunday soul on my route.

I usually headed for the Botanic Gardens, a lighter destination. However, this Sunday, I thought the 17th century cemetery (first opened in 1832) and its inhabitants told a richer story about the capital. The quiet was comforting.

You can visit the museum or just wander the grounds for free. You can trace your family history and visit the many notable graves that sit among the 1.5 million interred. You can even follow the squirrels around as they forage for food among the headstones.