Allllright, where were we? Ok so Saturday night, we embarked on our
#strugglebus journey to Dublin. We took the tube to the train station, where our first train to Crewe was slightly delayed, which caused us to sprint down the platform to make the connect for our next train to Holyhead, where we had a 3+hr layover until the ferry at 2:30AM. So we get to Dublin Port Stena around 5 or 6AM, and Ireland is definitely chillier than our past few days in the UK. With all our luggage, we take a bus to the city center and walk around trying to find somewhere warm to sit down. The streets are completely deserted except for the street cleaner picking up after the partying from the night before. We sit awkwardly at McDonald’s for a while waiting for Starbucks to open up to get coffee, after which we ventured to find a breakfast place only to eventually end up in a convenient store until 10AM. Dragging everything we have (and yes, I still have Audrey), we find the little place we rented on Airbnb. It was was cute little house in a quiet neighborhood. The owners had an adorable son, and everything in the house was decorated with bright, bold colors.
None of us got very much sleep the night before because of the frequent transfers, and when we did try to fall asleep, it got really cold. At this point I felt like crap and couldn’t move another step, so I took a long nap while the others (troopers they are) went to explore the city, and we all met up for dinner later at a sports bar where everyone was watching soccer (Liverpool vs. Manchester United) like how we watch the NCAA back home (GOOO HEELS!). The club sandwich was phenomenal!
Next was the Guinness Storehouse tour. The line for tickets was as long as those we wait in for roller coasters at Disney, but it was totally worth it. There were samples along the way, and I even got to pour my first CERTIFIED perfect pint, became the new face of Guinness ads, and took pictures with the leprechuans 😉
Dublin was crowded for St. Patrick’s weekend, I imagine it always is. The streets were filled with a lot of young people and crowds would just gather to watch street musicians lined on the sides of the road… the atmosphere was great. The next day was the actual St. Patrick’s Day; we went to the parade and it was pretty fun. A lot of standing around and waiting… a lot of marching bands and floats, and creepy things that would have definitely given me nightmares if I was there as a little kid! The clubs and bars and restaurants were absolutely packed to the max that night, it was a miracle we could actually move anywhere at all it was so crammed. We had been out for more than 12 hours on our feet that day, so we decided to call it an early night (I mean come on, midnight on St. Patty’s? that’s early).
Laura and Eliza left in the wee hours of the next morning. Charlotte and my ferry wasn’t until the afternoon, so we took it easy and slept in the next day, and we back to London. [Shameless plug for my other blog: read more detailed stories from train rides here Train Encounters ; Hi Honey…] We went on the London Eye, which was so cool to see the city from up high, the view was so stunning I’m definitely going back again when my parents visit for the summer!
And thus was my trip to London/Dublin last week… I promise promise promise the video is coming soon!!
Thanks for reading… stay classy, and God bless.