Dublin

Middlebury students in Dublin. Note our bad European haircuts.
The old library at Trinity College, where I stayed during my visit. The famous Book of Kells is housed here, but the library itself is worth seeing as well. In case you didn't get the classical influence on your own, they covered the walls in marble busts to help you out.
One of the many scenic buildings on the Trinity campus. Unfortunately I have forgotten its name.
The Spire of Dublin on O'Connell Street(or the Stiletto in the Ghetto, depending on who you ask). This is on the site of a former monument to Horatio Nelson, which the IRA blew up in 1966. There is a clear effort being made to establish secular symbols of the Irish people, and this monument (along with the harp, which is everywhere) is a great example of that.
The old General Post Office, epicenter of the 1916 Easter Rising. You can still see the marks of English shells in the columns out front.
I started my last day in Dublin with a full, homemade Irish breakfast. Having worked my way fully around the British Breakfast trifecta (English, Scottish, Irish), I think I can safely say the Scots have won me over. The haggis really does make a difference.