Sunday
Top o' the mornin' to ya all. Yes we're in the land of Guinness, limericks and leprechauns. The flight in from Gatwick was delayed by just over an hour (nice one Ryanair, we can always count on you to throw up something out of the ordinary when we're in a rush) but we got here safe and sound. The hotel is about 5 bus stops out of the city so a nice walk each morning was in order which helped build up my appetite for the black stuff.
After checking into the hostel we legged it through backstreets, alley ways and parks to get to the Guinness Storehouse. 7 floors of memorabilia, information and free tastings of Guinness. Best part of the tour was the Gravity bar on the top floor. You get a 360 degree view of Dublin which made it easier for Jane and I to decide where we wanted to go.
After downing a pint we wandered in the direction of town and had dinner and an Italian Restaurant. Nae too bad even if it was a bit pricey. From here it was just a hop, skip and a jump to Temple Bar. The place was buzzing as the Dublin based Gaelic Football team had just played and won their semi final (I think). Drunk English, Aussies, Eastern Europeans and one or two Irishmen around as well. In true Aussie style I was wearing thongs and wasn't able to get into any places (I reckon that was the easy way to keep the numbers down) so we headed back to the hostel for an early one.
Monday
Normally I'd wake up on a Monday and think of how many different excuses I could make to stay in bed. But not here. I was up (even in time for breakfast) and we set about walking as far as our legs would carry us. Nath (b*stard) told us to go find a pub called the Liffey for a drink. Was closed down but in the end he was taking the piss anyway. For summer Dublin put a beach in the docklands to give the town something to do when it reached 20 degrees rather than every man and his dag sitting around and park they can find topless. Popped into The Met for lunch and a Guinness.
In the evening we went on a musical pub crawl around Temple Bar. We started at The Oliver St John Docherty then hit the Ha' Penny Bridge Hotel (the only family run pub in Dublin) and finished up at Brannigans just off O'Connell street. 2 genuine (you could tell by the accents) Irish musicians took us around and set up their instruments there and play some songs then it's off to the next place. Was a lot better than I thought it would be. had a great time and between sculling down the Guinness's and Jane knocking back her new favourite drink (Bulmers) we staggered home just in time to pack out bags and have a good nights kip before our flight to Edinburgh. I definitely need to come back here and have a few more days lookign around as well as seeing the rest of Ireland. So anyone up for a guys week away??????