We arrived in Dublin early in the morning on May 23rd. It is safe to say I have never been more jet lagged in my life. After taking the Airlink bus to College Green and then another bus to South Circular Rd., we made it to our gorgeous Airbnb where we zonked out for 3 hours.
When we finally came to, we were hangry and desperate for a place to nosh on some Irish fare. Groggy and disoriented, we walked north to Temple Bar where we enjoyed an outdoor lunch of seafood bisque, bangers and mash, and chunky chips.
After lunch, we made our way to Trinity College for a self-guided tour of the Book of Kells and Trinity College Library. The Book of Kells is a liturgical text dating back to the 9th century. Can't say that it rocked my world, but seeing old documents is always interesting at the least. What I was really there for was the library - probably one of the most Pinterested places in the world. The library is astounding, with incredibly high ceilings, stacked all the way to the top with shelves of books. One of my favorite details was that the books got smaller as you worked your way up to the ceiling; with waist-high books on the bottom shelves and teeny tiny books the size of your hand on the top. It absolutely feels like the Restricted Section in Hogwarts (but we'll save Harry Potter references for the Edinburgh post).
Next we visited Dublinia, but not before getting the most delicious apple tart I've ever tasted at Queen of Tarts on Dame St. Dublinia is a bizarre museum dedicated to Dublin's history with the Vikings all the way through the times of the Black Plague. Full of slightly unsettling mannequins, it made for an afternoon activity that yielded more goofy memories than actual learning.
On our second day, we had an incredible breakfast at Bibi's Cafe, a beautiful little nook that came highly recommended by Gomez's roommate, Eva. I had French toast, and Gomez had the most incredible sweet potato hash with poached eggs that I had ever seen. Side note: Irish butter is incredible.
After meandering through antique shops, we visited the National Museum of Ireland's Decorative Arts and History branch - full of traditional Irish clothing, as well as furniture, and currency. Situated in a former military barracks, the architecture itself is worth the visit. Next we went to the Guinness Storehouse. To sum it up in one word: Capitalism. Total tourist trap. Also Guinness is disgusting. The storehouse was one giant advertisement for Guinness - literally - as they projected commercials on the walls.
Following the storehouse, we wandered through the Temple Bar Summer Night Market where we got handmade goods from local artists and craftspeople. Then, we finished off our quick two days with an evening of barhopping (and being hit on by men wayyyyy older than us).
Dublin was the perfect city in which to start our 2.5 week adventure. Laid back, friendly, and welcoming, it is a place that I will always have fond memories of, and I can't wait to go back. Though not a place where you could spend a full week, it shouldn't be missed.
Aungier Danger donut shop. The donuts tasted as if they had just been baked at 8 PM. A delicious snack in the thick of a boozy walkabout.
Bibi's Cafe. An amazing neighborhood breakfast/brunch spot on a calm, enchanting street corner.
Dublinia. A super weird museum where the funniest memories are made.
Queen of Tarts bakery and cafe. Quaint, with amazing baked goods.
The AirLink bus took almost two hours on the way to the airport. We nearly missed our flight to Barcelona. Note to self: Research the route better and leave super early.
Guinness Storehouse was a giant advertisement. Unless you are passionate about Guinness and their brewing process, don't bother.