WICKLOW'S HISTORIC GAOL
Museum, in a former prison in Wicklow, tracing the life of prisoners, the rebellion of 1798 and the deportation of criminals
This prison was originally built in 1702. It now houses a museum detailing the life of the prisoners, the 1798 rebellion, and the deportation of criminals to the colonies. The tour is very interactive, including holograms of the jailers and prisoners. A true experience that will delight the whole family awaits you. A guided tour at night with actors in period costumes is offered every last Friday of the month, in order to scare yourself a bit... Notice to the bravest!
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It is magical ink that should be written this art. and if there were lemon ink jet printers, there is no doubt that I'll use for feel because very happy are those who managed to escape from the prison of Wicklow!
What is astonishing is that it was necessary to pay to enter. The cash desk is right on the left in the souvenir shop…
Once your sézame in your pockets, you pass without acquired characteristic waiting room. It is in some sort of a hopper decompression between freedom and deprivation for freshly condemned.
The wait is never long before a jailer takes care of and tries to intimidate you.
_you 'Re has spy! he says me the eye half-closed right, the left eyebrow in the air, close to touching the banks of its top hat.
_i'm not has spy, I responded, I cut nothing to say!
_YOU- ARE-A-SPY! , showed me T it again, always the superb eye while insisting on each syllable.
Our guide which was both actor and picnic, had obviously made a return to the past and took me for a spy of Napoleon.
_you will Be hanged! , threatened me T it before me to invite you to follow it until that we franchissâmes a grille which it closed behind us, You can try open, it's impossible!
I tried to open it and I to return to me obviously that I was made as a rat. One led me to a collective keep.
_c you know why they are here? , T he asked me by indicating finger of wax figures.
_no.
Does _how many glass cut you drink?
_i drink five pints per day to sir.
_oh! , T he exclaimed by eliminando his right hand in front of his face of a comforting air, as to tell me that it was not really serious, then by showing me a figurine lying in the straw: " He had drunk ten pints! "
_and Do you know why this woman was arrested?
I didn't have any idea.
_because it's h'm… what's the french for… the oldest profession in the world?
_ah! I have included! It's a tailoress of p… stone!
_no! It 's.a prostitute and this child héré has pick-pocket.
Insinctivement I palpated my pockets and reassured me that my credit card is still there, although it would not be useless me on the break.
_follow- me! , T me it requested.
We arrived in a cell furnished with a black board and a work desk.
_sit down now!
I was installed on the desk has a little girl.
Does _how many make two plus two? , questioned me T it in Franglais.
_it's easy, 4!
_you speak french so YOU-ARE-A-SPY!
Here that took over him and in a completely arbitrary way, it had sealed my fate.
_i will Be sympathetic taxus with you, you don't want to Be hung, you will go you Australia.
_australia! It 's.a very Nice country!
_noooooo! It 's.a dangerous country, with snakes, sharks and what else…
_kangaroo!
_you think i'm joking but it's not funny to go in Australia, you will Be a Slavic and hard work until youre death!
From there, it me enmena with cooler. I find myself between four walls in the most total darkness. I went to the door while groping per miracle it was open. This old man gives had forgotten to lock it. I leave my cage and I open all other cells by inviting my French tourists but also the freedom adventurers Irish to run away to me. None of the wax dolls stumbled. I did not insist, I did not have time to lose. I climbed four to four and when I was on the first floor, I heard a noise of step. I hid behind a column of stone and I saw the guard who completed a group by the English tourist gone for a simple towards the captivity. Once he had gotten rid D" them, it took a door reserved for the staff of the penitentiary hotel. I took advantage of it to find the exit.
Once I live daylight to appear, I put run rapidly without me to return to exhaustion, forgetting even to bring back my audio guide to the souvenir shop.