The next day, after much patience and deliberation, we celebrated our first Irish drink!
Waking up with the final member of our group to join us, we headed out of the apartment and across the street to a lovely little cafe called Lemon Jelly. Nope, we’re not talking the artist behind that weird duck song. We’re talking spoilt for choice in terms of amazing pastries, smoothies, and other breakfast treats.
Having indulged in pretty much all of the above, we set off for what would be, for me, the highlight of the weekend. Yep, you guessed it – the Guinness Storehouse.
If you’ve never visited before, it’s essentially a large museum which focuses on the origins and production of the traditionally Irish drink.
We started off with a few tasters, before wandering around some of the museum’s sights. Even the structure of the museum itself is pretty impressive.
I’m not alone in saying that one of the best bits was the Tasting Rooms…
Here we walked into a laboratory style room which featured aromas and smells of the various components of Guinness.
You’re then told all about the taste, and taught how to really appreciate all of the tastes that the drink offers.
The next section of the museum put our pulling skills into practise – and I’m not talking men(!)
Here, thanks to our guide, we learnt how to truly master pulling the perfect pint of Guinness.
We learnt all about tilting the glass, leaving the pint to stand, and even had a (poor) shot at drawing a Shamrock into the top of the froth! It’s not quite as easy as it looks…
But you do get to enjoy your well-earned pint at the end!
We were accompanied by some amazing Irish entertainment!
From Irish drummers to Riverdance to a ceilidh which we joined in with.
With a slightly fuzzy head from all the Guinness consumed that morning and spinning round, it was so much fun!
Once we’d seen most that the museum had to offer, we headed back to the city centre in search of some food via horse and carriage.
We had a quick pit-stop at Dublin’s famous (and very beautiful) Trinity College.
Before grabbing some booze and heading back to our apartment for the night ahead…
We took time getting ready.
Before setting off to see what Dublin’s nightlife had to offer.
I highly recommend starting your night off in Temple Bar – Dublin’s main quirky pub district. With so much character, we were really impressed with the live music in each pub, and made sure to do a quick pub crawl.
We then set off to Copper Face Jacks, rumoured to be Europe’s busiest nightclub. It was very(!) busy, but a great laugh nonetheless. I was also amazed to see, alongside traditional taxis, a flood of rickshaws outside the club ferrying Dubliners off back to their homes after a boozy night of dancing.
The next morning, we all woke up with woozy heads. After a last minute pack-up of all our things, we left the apartment and headed out in search of breakfast in the form of bagels. Sadly, some of our party had to leave so we said our goodbyes.
We still had a couple of hours to kill before our flight back to Manchester, so we set out in search of one of Dublin’s most famous statues in Merrion Square…
Yep, Oscar Wilde!
Having studied the man himself for several years at uni, it was good to finally set eyes on such a famous monument.
Having headed back to Manchester, there was only one place to cure our hangovers before our final night out of the bank holiday – Almost Famous of course for a dirty burger and fries!
The perfect finish to a fantastic weekend.