Aside from its beauty, for me, the most astonishing thing about this library was its lack of climate control. Here there were 200,000 books—really old and, I presume, varying degrees of really precious—books. And they just opened the windows and let the lovely moist breezes blow in. In a way, it made me feel as thought I’d stepped back in time. It was all so natural. But the books! How will they survive it?
A St. Patrick’s Day history lesson, courtesy of the Guinness Storehouse in Dublin.