Photo of the Day (11/28/07)

by Jamie Rhein on

My word, that ourmanwhere is some photographer. Both Neil, Adrienne and Iva have featured him before. This shot of the mallard duck reminds me of a combination of Realism and Impressionism. The way the duck is in sharp contrast to the dreamy, swirly water is amazing. This also reminds me of an Ohio scene. In Whetstone Park in Columbus there is a duck pond. This duck, however, had its photo snapped in Dublin.

Do you have your own duck, or whatever, shot to share? Load it up on Gadling’s Flickr pool and you might find one of us gushing over it. By the way, I gush over ones I don’t choose, as well.

Dublin’s Wax Museum Vandalized; Teletubbies go Missing, Madonna Loses Limbs

by Neil Woodburn on

I’ve never really understood the appeal of wax museums, but apparently there are many tourists in this world who enjoy gazing upon wax replicas of history’s villains, heroes, and stars.

That being said, the National Wax Museum in Dublin was recently shut down to make room for a hotel. Its relocation has been delayed due, in part, to city officials “citing the wax museum’s lack of cultural merit.”

Ouch.

But that’s not all. Dublin’s array of wax figures recently suffered further indignation when the warehouse in which they were being stored was broken into and used as a venue for an underground rave party. The ravers were not kind to the wax figures. According to a recent AP report, Adolf Hitler, Josef Stalin, Franklin D. Roosevelt, Charles de Gaulle and Winston Churchill were all stripped naked, Madonna’s limbs were broken off, and The Edge lost his guitar.

Other wax replicas went missing altogether, including Hannibal Lecter, Bob the Builder, Gollum, and the entire Teletubbies quartet.

I’m sorry, but the thought of some stoned Irish kids, giggling and tripping over themselves as they spirited Hannibal Lecter through the dark streets of Dublin really makes me laugh.

Where to Get Your Drink On

by Jonathon Morgan on

For those of you looking to get roaring drunk on your next holiday abroad, you’re probably in the market for a really good pub crawl. I spent my college days in Liverpool — formerly rated the UK’s number 1 party city — so, rest assured, I know what I’m talking about.

But beyond the unchecked inebriation, and poorly-harmonized group renditions of “Lean On Me” that often accompany these sorts of excursions, in some cities, pub crawls are the best way to get to know the local population.

Thanks to Vincent Crump and Chris Haslam at the Times Online, you can review a handpicked list of the best pub crawls in the best pub crawl cities — Sydney, Dublin, Boston and Edinburgh. Not only do they give you a run down on the cultural significance of all their chosen watering holes, but the pair are even so thoughtful as to offer culinary suggestions for the morning after — pleasant ways to ease out of that hangover (or beat it to death with fried eggs and bacon).

Bottoms up.