We took the guided tour of Trinity College, which included the “Book of Kells” exhibit. You are not allowed to take photos, but there are plenty of souvenirs in the gift shop. I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect, so I suppose whatever it consisted of I would have been impressed.
They enlarged pages from the manuscript and mounted them on the wall, complete with backlighting. There were collections of other wood and leather bound manuscripts on display, along with an assortment of the dyes thought to have been used.
As I moved from one panel to the next, stopping to read the description and to examine the minute details (the tour guide told us to be on the lookout for a cat in one of the pages, but I couldn’t find it) I was in awe of not only the work, but the dedication to it.
There was one panel in particular that I kept returning to. A 10th century riddle that I simply couldn’t walk away from, knowing there was a chance I would never be able to find it again, no matter how long I combed through the internet. So I put down my bag, brought out my journal and jotted it down.