With the limit of only two quick days in Dublin, I’m quite happy with the outcome of our stay there. From walking through the cobbled streets to bar hopping and ordering pints of Guinness, you just have to be stood in the middle of a quaint old pub to feel cultured, and for that reason I loved every minute of it.
From our stay at the Clayton Hotel near the airport to the Guinness Storehouse itself, I can’t really fault a single thing about our trip… well, maybe the rain, but that’s sort of an added feature here in Ireland.
The first day for us was all about exploring and taking things easy, which meant a lot strolling, eating and drinking, the main wonders of travelling in my eyes.
Our first stop was an old traditional Irish pub named The Stag’s Head where we indulged in Guinness Beef Stew, Pulled Pork and pints of Hop House, all before wandering around and making our way back to the hotel to prepare for our New Years Eve night.
Not being locals or knowing where to go, we were given suggestions of a few different places that we could go and check out, one being a bar that I shamelessly don’t remember the name of, but it’s where the music was crazy good and had us hooked from the get go.
We then made our way after midnight, where us girls were all our New Years kisses, to one of the only clubs that stays open until half four in the morning in Dublin, and that place was Copper Face Jacks.
From the moment we walked into this club I knew that we were in for a weird night, and after ten minutes of being there I was spot on. The place was crowded beyond belief and I don’t think there was one person even remotely sober (besides the point of a nightclub, I know), but they all seemed completely out of it.There were drinks spilt everywhere, faces grabbed, dresses pulled and a lot of people were unexpected grinding on you, but above all of that, I had one of the best nights and it was a great way to bring in the new year.
Another way we brought in the new year was at five in the morning, sitting in McDonald’s talking with my girls and ‘cheers-ing’ with our double cheese burgers, something that I can’t help but laugh at.
The next day, we checked out of our hotel and make our way back into the city centre, where we made our way to go to the Guinness Storehouse, which I was waaaaay too excited about finally going to again.
The best pint of Guinness I have ever had has been the one I had previously at the Storehouse, so the thought of being able to experience it all again was exciting, especially after moving to Spain, where the Guinness isn’t anywhere near on the same level.
Showing my friends through the experience was an experience on it’s own, especially watching them take their first sips of their own freshly poured Guinness, to which they both loved.
Overall, the main thing I have learnt about my time in Dublin is that it’s a must to wander through the cobbled streets, walk into old pubs, try all the food, and of course take a trip to the Guinness Storehouse.
That all should be on your bucket list if you ever find yourself in Dublin City.
Next stop, Belfast!