After I graduated from university, one of my closest friends from High School and I took a trip across Europe. We started in Ireland, parted ways in Berlin and I went on to Rome. Being out of school close to a year now, I’m starting to plan and take other trips, so I figured now is as good a time as ever to keep a travel journal. So here’s the first leg of the trip.

Dublin

Two flights two border crossings and one hell of a cab ride through New York city traffic we landed in Dublin. I met up with an old friend of mine who’d moved to Ireland a few years before. She took us around the city, showing us the sites and finally to this place that had fantabulour wings(so good they can only be described by combining words), I think we all here often enough “this bakery, best muffins” or “this shop, best boards” and they’re good, but nothing more than ‘mental note’ worthy…these wings alone though would constitute buying a plane ticket to Ireland.

From there we went to the Guinness Brewery, being somewhat reluctant as Guinness has never really peaked my tastes, I went only on recommendation from an old housemate who’d been 6 months prior; and I was not disappointed, the beer was not as thick, had a smooth taste, and although I have never been able to since find it in North America nearly as good as in Ireland(for obvious reasons) that one visit managed to turn me into a Guinness drinker, regardless of where I am.

We kept with the theme and met up with a Canadian friend who I’d grown up with amd was living in Dublin at the time. We hadn’t seen each other in years so She took us around to a handful of different small pubs across town. We did the the local pub (Fitzgerald’s) followed by a higher end bar which had the square footage of a postage stamp, followed by ending the night off at a proper tourist bar.

Dublin was a very interesting city. One that I still would want to go back to visit. And the country as a whole is one that I’d even consider living in if given the chance one day. But for this trip, that was unfortunately all I was going to be able to see. It was onto a ferry and off to England.