In January 2007 I spent a week in Dublin, Ireland. One of the places I visited was the prison turned museum, Kilmainham Gaol. I usually try to arrive at places like this right when they open, so that I can avoid lines. Since January is considered “low” tourist season this wouldn’t be a problem, but I arrived early nonetheless.
I was the first in and the gentleman who sold me my ticket asked if I would wait a bit before the tour began, to see if others would arrive.
I was treated to a personal tour of the jail and at the end, my guide allowed me the run of the place, and I had it ALL to myself.
For about an hour anyway.
I wandered around the massive building, peeking in cells, and taking pictures of quiet corners.
I heard that the walls sometimes talk, but on this day they were quiet.