My plan turned from a temporary stop in Dublin, the capital of the Republic of Ireland, for twenty-four hours on my way to America, into a tourist trip that lasted about a week, and a coincidence is better than a thousand appointments, as they say.

I was not so surprised by the picturesque nature from the plane window during the gradual landing at Dublin Airport, as much as I was happy with the different summer weather where the temperature does not exceed twenty degrees Celsius, while we in our Arab region are accustomed to the blazing summer in July and August.

The Irish capital welcomes you with an airport whose motto is simplicity and order, and friendly people who respond to any inquiry from a visitor who is landing for the first time in their country, even the police officers are very friendly when they ask to put bags on the scanning machine.

It was not difficult to find the location of the hotel bus that is provided as a free service to guests because the hotel is located within the airport premises, no more than a few kilometers away.

The parking lot, buses and even public transportation are very organized and you don't find it difficult to choose the most suitable one for you, which makes me regret the situation of other airports I visited and was surprised by the poor organization as if they were testing the ability of those arriving or departing to solve the mysteries of entry and exit.

I started exploring Dublin's landmarks one by one whenever I could and the ease of moving by public bus was one of the means of assistance in moving, not to mention the sidewalk that opens yourself up to walking.

Until my visit to the Irish Emigration Museum, here is the story of a homeland from which and to which migration formed a basic feature in its history throughout the ages and different times. In twenty basements that you enter one by one, it tells you a story of this nation, from the ages of wealth and glory to the times of famine and humiliation, from famous Irish politicians, artists and scientists who emigrated from their country and are proud of their roots and culture to the most dangerous Irish criminals who committed atrocities in their new destinations.

In short, the Immigration Museum brings you closer to the amazing history of a small nation that struggled and fought and had a wide influence on the history of great countries in which Irish communities settled from America to Argentina, England, Australia and others, even the sports games called Gaelic games, which include football, handball and racket, which spread to many countries of the world, but have a special place in their cradle, Ireland.

One day before traveling, I wanted to say goodbye to the city with a second visit to Malahide Park on a beautiful sunny day. While I was waiting at the bus stop, an Irish woman was sitting next to me and we had a quick conversation about her opinion on the cost of living. Does she consider it expensive or am I exaggerating because I am a stranger to the country? She did not hide the fact that the cost of living is high. She works in a chocolate factory and lives near her work. She told me that the Irish may not know as much about the history of their country as a tourist does!

Because coincidence has been the theme of my journey from the beginning, my destination changed from visiting the park to discovering the small village of Malahide when I went to buy coffee from there.. to conclude my visit with a coincidence more beautiful than the coincidence of the beginning.

Dublin.. a city friendly to people, leaving you with good memories and a desire to return to it again, even after a while.