days 86-88
March 30 – April 1
This was a whirlwind trip, but how often can you take a whirlwind trip to Ireland?
Ryan and I were originally thinking about going to Ireland over our long Easter weekend (in the UK you get Good Friday and the following Monday off), but we found a flight that was half as much for the weekend before. It was fun traveling with Ryan because it’s just so much easier that way. We’ve really channeled into our inner-spontaneity, and we were continually remind of this throughout this trip.
Our timing for everything was impeccable. Our 7:20am EasyBus shuttle to the airport got us there 70 minutes before departure. Our flight was only an hour long and we were in Dublin by 11am. This airport is not very far from the city, so we only had a 25 minute coach ride after we landed. I forget why we chose the hostel we did, but it was in Temple Bar – a very eclectic, touristy, and flamboyant area. It may have been loud at night (thank you ear plugs), but it was nice being in the middle of everything we wanted to see.
Dublin is not a huge city. It may have a wide metro area, but the city itself is not extravagant like you would expect a major city like Dublin to be. Everything is situated upon the river and you can find just as much to do on the North side as you can the South. Our first stop, of course, was the Guinness Storehouse. Not surprisingly, this is either the #1 or #2 most visited places in Dublin. They take their Guinness very seriously in Ireland, and we learned all about how it is made, how you know if a restaurant serves “good” Guinness, and how to properly pour a pint. I have seen a customer at Mellow Mushroom erupt over an improperly-poured pint of Guinness, and now I understand where he was coming from. At the end of the museum tour, we headed to the 7th floor to receive our “free” pint of Guinness at the Gravity Bar. This is the highest point in Dublin with 360-degree views of the city. Some people on their way out gave us their unused tickets, so we ended up receiving 2 “free” pints! The tour cost 10.6 Euro, and a pint of Guinness costs 5 Euro in Temple Bar, so we’re saying we got our money’s worth.
^^Did I really just write that much about Guinness?^^
We walked all around Dublin Friday night, down Grafton Street and into a really nice public park. We had dinner at Crackbird, a nice chicken restaurant. Not sure why we were feeling fried chicken, but this was actually really good. And classy! I had fried soy garlic chicken. We found some live music then headed back to the hostel by 10pm.
We were up at 6am to make it to our 12 hour tour across the country at 6:50! Â It was a tour on a large coach bus with around 50 other people and we stopped in small towns like Limerick, Doolin, and Galway. Our tour guide, Mike, was a hilarious Irish man who really couldn’t care less about how many kids were on board. He would usually apologize after cursing only to continue throughout the tour. He taught us words like feck, feckin’, fecker, and craic (pronounced crack). Feck means…feck. And craic means fun. The Irish love to have tons of craic, and that’s exactly what we did today. The main attraction on our tour was the Cliffs of Moher. I’m just going to post photos and not try to explain this in words:
look at the person on top for scale
Can’t tour anywhere in this part of Europe without getting some Harry Potter history – these cliffs are the backdrop for the Horcrux Cave in HP6. These are the only shots in the entire film series that were not shot in the UK!
my position as the security guard comes walking up asking why we hopped the fence
Doolin
When we got back we went to find the “U2 Wall” in order to pay our respects to Ireland’s most famous band. We couldn’t find it, so we went to a pub in Temple Bar for more live music and were in bed by 11pm since we had to get up at 5:45am on Sunday to catch our coach to the airport. Made our flight with plenty of time to spare, arrived in London on time, and got through customs just in time for our EasyBus shuttle back to London. And what a beautiful, sunny day to stare out the window for an hour. We got to drive through the suburbs of London and see everyone out on their bikes. Felt like America.
My training for the half marathon is going well! I’m having to do longer runs on the weekends and today could not have been better for a 90 minute run. I ran around the perimeter of Central London – starting out in Regent’s Park & Primrose Hill, heading east through backroads towards King’s Cross station, then to Clerkenwell (near church), down by St. Paul’s where I ran along the north bank of the Thames with stunning views of the London Eye & Big Ben, then up through Trafalgar Square and Piccadilly Circus back towards home. I wonder how many people running in the Nashville half marathon will have had this kind of training experience.