Top O the mornin’ to ya! Can you guess it?? I finally ventured out of the United Kingdom and entered Ireland for the very first time in my life! I was so excited to see some leprechauns and a big pot of gold. Unfortunately, that stuff doesn’t exist in real life (that I know about), but Guinness beer does, and boy was it good. So why Dublin? It was St. Patty’s Day of course! I was the one of many tourists who visited Ireland that weekend to spend all my money in the pubs. Besides celebrating St. Patrick’s Day, this was my trip to visit my friend Norah who is studying at Trinity College in Dublin! What a double whammy. Thankfully, I have a friend in Dublin because accommodation in Dublin was completely booked, including hostels. If I didn’t book my flight as early as I did, I could have been looking at a £200 flight ticket one way. On normal days, tickets could cost as low as £20. Everyone worldwide knows to come to Ireland on March 17.
I arrived in Dublin on Thursday, March 15 around 8 pm after a long day of traveling. Unfortunately, flying out of Cardiff has its challenges. If you look on a map, Cardiff and Dublin are pretty close, so what’s the problem, you ask? Cardiff is not a well known city (despite being a capitol city), and the only airlines flying out to Dublin was extremely expensive. Finding my route to Dublin was a challenge, and I did a lot of homework to figure out how to do it. I first looked at ferries from Wales to Ireland. I would have to travel to Holyhead (northwest Wales), which would have been a 5 hour train ride, and it would have been more expensive taking the train than flying. Flying was definitely the best option, but flying from where? Bristol! Bristol, England is only a 45-minute train ride from Cardiff, and I found tickets very cheap (it does help that I have a student railcard; the discounts are amazing!). On my way to Bristol, I had a lovely chat with my mom on the phone before I headed off on my adventure. Once I arrived at Bristol Temple Meads train station, I took a bus from the station to the airport, which is one of the smallest airports I’ve ever been to. Of course I’m used to O’Hare. I arrived with two hours to spare because I had no idea how long it was going to take me to get through security. It was nice to keep my shoes on as I was walking through the metal detectors. I flew out of Ryanair which is one of the cheap airlines to travel throughout Europe. Sometimes, they sell plane tickets for £12 anywhere in Europe. Too bad there isn’t a Ryanair in Cardiff, or any part of Wales. It’s annoying traveling to England just to fly out of the UK for a decent price.
The flight to Dublin was just less than an hour. I got a lovely new green (of course it’s green) stamp on my passport, and I was on my way. There were green, white, and orange balloons everywhere, along with many decorations inside Dublin Airport. I took a bus from the airport to the city centre at Trinity College/Grafton Street where I finally met up with Norah!! I hadn’t seen her since the fall semester ended in December, so it was a very happy homecoming for the both of us. My first night there was a relaxing one. We watched Forrest Gump at her apartment while we ate dinner. This Forrest Gump night was a long time coming. We planned on having a Forrest Gump night in the fall at Iowa, but with different schedules, it was hard to coordinate a date. Watching this movie in Dublin made the moment a whole lot sweeter.
“My name’s Forrest, Forrest Gump”
Friday was rainy. It was very hard to see the city because it was either misty or pouring. Sometimes it was raining with the sun out to show off some nice rainbows. I hoped there was a pot of gold on the end of them. Why I came to Ireland without an umbrella or a raincoat is beyond me. I think I wanted the weather to be nice, and therefore I didn’t bring appropriate raingear. So dumb. Norah and I mostly ventured into the city centre where we saw a lot of St. Patty’s decorations. We walked around the Bank of Ireland, Temple Bar, and touristy souvenir shops. Eventually, we sought shelter at a pub called MacTurcaills, and that is where I had my very first Guinness! I honestly didn’t know what to expect. I have been saving up for this moment for a long time, and it actually wasn’t bad at all. I don’t know what it tastes like in the States, but in Ireland, it is delicious. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to make it to the Guinness Storehouse (the Guinness factory) nor the Jameson Whiskey distillery because tickets were all booked. It is a crazy touristy weekend after all. After we finished our pints, we ventured back into the rain and went shopping. Norah needed a green Dublin shirt for St. Patty’s and I was just looking for Christmas ornaments and souvenirs. I ended up getting a shamrock ornament that says Ireland on it, along with a Guinness keychain, which can also be an ornament.
I found a leprechaun!
Hanging out with Molly Malone
Bank of Ireland
Norah and I at Temple Bar
We went back home to escape the rain and dry out our clothes. I was completely soaked. My feet were totally wet, and there is nothing more uncomfortable than wet shoes and socks. After we dried off and took quick naps, we went out again. We picked up sandwiches along the way to pub called Porterhouse where we met up with Norah’s Trinity friends for a pint. This was an interesting pub: they make all their own beer from all over the world. You cannot find a Guinness there. The only downside was that the place was completely packed. We ended up finding a small table available in the beer garden along with all the smokers. It wasn’t too horrible and the house beer was quite good. We went back to Norah’s friends’ apartment where we all hung out until it was time for us to go to bed. We needed our rest; the next day was Patty’s Day!
Getting ready to go out!
Here is my impression of St. Patty’s Day: crowded, loud, crazy, and green. It’s basically what you would expect for an Irish holiday where you celebrate the national saint by drinking your heart out. My day wasn’t that over-the-top extreme, but I had quite a good time. After we woke up and got ready in our green, Norah, Norah’s roommate, and I headed to the parade on Dame Street. It was a beautiful day, except during the parade. The only part it rained that day was during the parade. Go figure. Unfortunately, I am 5’5’’ and couldn’t see the parade. I found out later that there were more than 500,000 attendees. From what I did hear and see, it was pretty good. The music was great and I heard a lot of bagpipes, and some of the tall structures in the parade were interesting. Because none of us could see the parade, we went to the Porterhouse again for a pint. They were giving out free pints so that was awesome. After the parade, we went back to MacTurcaills where the Trinity College International Society was throwing a party with free food. I met some interesting people from all over the U.S., Mexico, Norway, Italy, Australia, etc. I was slightly taken aback when the Australian guy asked me right off the bat if I lived in a red or blue state. I thought that was slightly inappropriate for the very first topic of conversation. We hung out at that pub for a few hours playing fun games and having nice conversation with different people. We tried to go meet up with some other friends at a pub called Peadar Kearney’s on Dame Street. Worst idea ever. The pub was so packed, we couldn’t even make it to the bar. I was hanging out with six other American study abroad students, and there was no way we were going to make it back there. We literally couldn’t move forward, only back out the door. They had live music, and our friends were all the way in the back. Our group went out for pizza and burgers and came back to the apartment to watch…Mulan! Yes, imagine 10 university students watching Mulan on St. Patty’s Day. Yes, it was pretty ridiculous and a lot of fun. The Mulan watching crew consisted of a mix of American and Irish students. It was great when everyone was singing along to the songs, especially “I’ll Make a Man Out of You.”
At the parade. Like my view?
At MacTurcaills with a Guinness
Waiting for the pizza
Some of the Americans in our group had to go back to Limerick, so Norah and I were on our own for the rest of the night. We went back to Peadar Kearney’s again hoping we could get in this time. Our friends stayed there the entire day, but of course, it was still packed with people. They actually had security blocking off sections of the pub because it was still so crowded. We headed back to MacTurcaills for a while and were surprised to see many people still there from the party 7 hours earlier. After some time there, we went back home. Despite not seeing much of the parade, my Dublin St. Patty’s experience was a blast. Dublin itself was a madhouse, and no matter what nationality you were, everyone was Irish that day. My next journey: Mardi Gras in New Orleans (though that might be a few years down the road).
The day after St. Patty’s was gorgeous! Blue skies, sun, and warmth. This was the perfect day to do some sightseeing. We walked around Dublin’s main park, St. Stephen’s Green. The grass was very green and the flowers were an extraordinary color. It had a cute footbridge and lovely fountains. It was extremely lively, especially the day after St. Patty’s. We walked out to Grafton Street where a lot of the main shopping is. Flowers and buskers crowded the streets, but we were more interested in the gelatos we just got. I had pistachio gelato which was absolutely amazing. After gelatos, we went to Norah’s school, Trinity College. It’s the highest ranked and oldest university in Ireland. The buildings were absolutely beautiful, but campus was filled with tourists. Trinity holds the Book of Kells, which I had the pleasure to see. The Book of Kells is a Gospel book in Latin circa 800. I don’t know much about it, but it was very cool. This was a part of the old library which had many old texts out on display. Unfortunately I wasn’t able to take pictures of either place, but the library was definitely my favorite part. After visiting Trinity, we went to St. Patrick’s Cathedral. I didn’t go in, but there were plants, flowers, and trees everywhere, including a massive fountain. The rest of the day we just hung out, and at night we were finally able to get into Peadar Kearney’s. There was a live musician singing Irish pub songs and people of all ages. There was a large group of mid-twenties Swedes that took up most of the dance floor. Personally, they were the best entertainment. After a pint, we met up with some friends at Temple Bar. I couldn’t find one Irish person in that place. The drinks are outrageously expensive because tourists don’t know any better; it’s such a tourist pub, though it didn’t start out that way. The live music was good, but a large group of French people started chanting and singing French tunes over the live guitarist and bassist. I was extremely peeved by this, and we left the bar soon after.
At St. Stephen’s Green
By some flowers
Seems slightly out of place, but beautiful nonetheless
The front of Trinity College
The Trinity interior
The Book of Kells
Flowers at St. Patrick’s Cathedral
St. Patrick’s Cathedral
Fountain at St. Pat’s
At Temple Bar getting ready for some live music
I left Dublin at 8 am the following morning. It was nice to spend three full days in the city experiencing Ireland; however, I need a trip back to Ireland soon. How London is to England is how Dublin is to Ireland; they are cities within a country, but there is so much more to the country than that one city. Once the weather starts getting nicer, I might make a trip to Cork by ferry since the ferry departs from Swansea (an hour west from Cardiff).
I hope you enjoyed your Patty’s Day just as much as I did. As for St. Patty’s in Dublin, that’s one item scratched off my bucket list.
Irish phrase of the entry: “What’s the Craic?” What’s happening? How are you? Craic is pronounced crack.