The Luck Of The Irish & A Pint of Guinness
Trip Start Aug 25, 2012
24Trip End Jan 04, 2013
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Where I stayed
Generator Hostel Dublin
Read my review - 5/5 stars
Read my review - 5/5 stars
First off, I received a stamp in my passport with the biggest grin on my face, but the man working at the stamp booth was SO nice I couldn't help but get excited.
Next, Erica and I made our way to the chilly evening air- it was crisp and refreshing. We had planned on taking a bus to our hostel, but purchasing the bus ticket was a little trickier than we had anticipated. Everyone that worked there kept pointing us to all the wrong locations, but we didn't let that kill our mood.
We had purchased our bus tickets and were ready to hit the pavement
We arrived at the bus stop "closest" to our hostel but still had maybe a 15 minute walk ahead of us. We found some blue balls that lined the square around our hostel- it was interesting.
I couldn't have asked for a more awesome hostel. It was absolutely gorgeous. Erica and I went up to our room and got ready for the night. It was off to Temple Bar!
It took maybe 35-40 minutes to walk to Temple Bar but we didn't care- once again, our spirits were high.
After counting the correct number of bridges (the only way to figure our where you're going), we had found Temple Bar- the treasure of Dublin. It was.... stupendous. We walked in when things were in full swing. The live band was fantastic and often playing Mumford & Sons songs.
Erica & I were lucky enough to snag two seats at the bar upon arrival- the men leaving them told us to "Hurry and steal these" as if they were about to vanish in front of our very eyes
They were probably the best seats in the house. We were in direct contact with the bartenders and could get their attention with the snap of our fingers if we wanted to. Our bartender-Colm O'Conner was the nicest bartender I've ever met. He was so friend;y and attentive-even when the bar was packed with orders and chaos was in full supply.
Going to Temple Bar on our first night was the best decision we made- we met some amazing people. Two of the most memorable would be Lee (a sometimes overly friendly ginger) and Mark (whom we kept calling Mac all night because that's what we heard). Whoops. The night was one for the books. Erica was more entertaining than the band. I tried my first "real" beer. Had a kiss forced upon me by a ginger. I should also mention that Lee and Mark were kind enough to buy drinks for me, Erica, and 2 other female friends all night.
So that was Thursday.
Friday was spent on a walking tour of Dublin- where I saw the steps where Holly cries as she runs out of the bar in P.S. I Love You (Yes- they pointed that out). One of the things I love most about the city is all of the different colored doors- ever wonder why this is such a common thing in Ireland? Well, let me enlighten you. Back in the day- when cities were smaller and addresses didn't really exist, people would come home from a stupendous night at the pub and would often accidentally go into the wrong house because all of them looked the same
Friday night was the Pub Crawl- and an authentic PUB crawl. I visited 5 Pubs that were all different in their own way. The atmosphere in Irish pubs is just so much better than "pubs" anywhere else.
Saturday was the trip to Galway (see the next post for that story).
Sunday was my failed attempt at visiting the iconic scenery from P.S. I Love You- you know the fields of green and purple where Holly meets her husband. No one knew the real name of the place so they thought I was talking about The National Botanical Gardens, which was still beautiful though.
I was sad to leave Ireland- but I'm ecstatic to return :)