
Touring the Guinness brewery

Pretty Trinity College

Riots... uh oh economy
Trying to save money, I booked an earlier flight than Ali & her friend from home Elise (studying abroad just outside London, from UPenn). But, the Tube wasn’t open that early, I ended up paying the difference & then some taking the Heathrow Connect from Paddington (accidentally buying an extra ticket). After my flight-fail, I met up with Ali & Elise at the Shannon airport bar (but, at 10 am, I wasn’t in the mood to start drinking. Everyone else in there was!) We took a bus into Dublin (sitting on the top front, best view) that dropped us off a short way from our hostels. Another Rachel fail: not only did I book a different (although the more popular one) hostel than the girls, but I never cancelled Alicia’s bed, so I had to pay for 2. Gr.
We were absolutely starving so we stuffed our faces then set out to explore the city. Pretty day: party sunny, only a little chilly. I was already in love, feeling at home right away. Elise collects Hard Rock pins so we popped in – as we passed a Connolly (close enough!) bookstore. We saw Temple Bar (the whole area, not just The bar), Ha’penny bridge and the beautiful stone gothic-style Christ Church Cathedral.
The Guinness brewery is definitely not in the center of the city but enough signs along the long trek helped us find it around 3 pm. The tour was awesome tour, between the 9000 year lease (what forward thinking) to the different marketing campaigns (I’m a nerd). This wasn’t my first Guinness but it was hilarious watching Ali & Elise try their firsts in the Guinness Gravity Bar, the 7th floor 360 degree view of Dublin watching the sun set. Small world experience abroad #789, I picked out guys that were clearly from Northern California (between Danny & DW, I have experience with the style!) and it turns out one of of them was best friends with Danny’s friend from home.
Almost 3 hours later, we emerged, went back to shower, change & regroup. We grabbed dinner at a great place in Temple Bar. We listened to buskers (street performers) & went to The Temple Bar, all decked out in Christmas decorations & a terrific singer. Growing up with a heavy Irish influence, I knew almost all of the songs so as I sang along, I thought of how proud my family would be!
I enjoyed Saturday breakfast at my hostel with Katy & Mindy then met up with Ali & Elise. We awoke to a dusting of snow & slush outside & were inspired to indulge in the best hot chocolate (Butler’s) to continue exploring. We hopped on a historical campus tour of Trinity (cute tour guide!). The cobblestone was near impossible to walk on with the slush & ice but my beloved Primark boots held up. Trinity is all-stone and looks timeless. We checked out the Book of Kells & bought Andy a new TC sweatshirt (he accidentally shrunk his from his October trip here).
Time for souvenir shopping! Ali bought a claddagh ring & I bought one for my Ambassador mentee Katherine. We stopped in at a tiny heritage store whose owner had an impressive knowledge of all the Irish clans. I told him I was a Conley & without blinking, he told me where my family is from, when the majority of them began emigrating, brought up our crest, etc. Genealogy geekout! Heading back towards our neighborhood, we found ourselves in the middle of huge protests. The Irish economy technically collapsed on Wednesday & understandably people are pissed. It was pretty interesting timing for us to be there – definitely unique experience.
Off to the Jameson distillery where we just snapped pics & educated ourselves. Back on ‘our’ side of the River Liffey, we walked into a pub that oddly had a Martin O’Malley (Baltimore mayor) stained glass artwork which I thought was hilarious. Maryland pride! At somewhere different but on the way, I noticed some Sinn Fein posters that I considered stealing for Sam but thought better. More exploring the streets at night (Elise was not prepared for how much Ali & I like to walk!).
After dinner, we returned to Temple Bar but as fate would have it, Ali & Elise needed to go to a cashpoint so we stumbled into the BEST busking ever – a band of two brothers named Harry & Alfie. They played some original stuff in addition to traditional Irish songs & modern radio hits. They were very talented & as the snow began peacefully falling, the 3 of us couldn’t help but smile at our luck. Once they were done, we went to the Auld Dubliner bar. A 70 year old regular (the bartender told us he was there every night) fell in love with me, and the 3 of us had a great time.
More snow overnight. Sunday morning, we checked out, enjoyed our last meal then jumped on a bus back to Shannon for our Aer Lingus flight back to London. This entire trip, seeing the Gaelic on every street sign, hearing the accents, being told “welcome home” … I’m deeply madly in love with Ireland. The only solace in leaving was knowing that this was just the first of many many trips back here!
Dublin pictures!!