Adventures of a Girl

I was full of anticipation for Dublin. I had a 4 hour delay at Manchester Airport (so unfair when the actual flight time is a mere 45 minutes), so by the time I arrived in Dublin, I was about busting at the seams. So far, Dublin has lived up to expectation. Kerrie and I have visited traditional Irish pubs, Grafton Street, St Stephens Green, Trinity College, I've eaten black (and white) pudding for breakfast, learnt about the Dublin tourist hotspots on a hop-on-hop-off bus tour, and today we wiled away the afternoon at the Guiness Storehouse - learning about brewing, how to pour the perfect pint, and - of course - sampling the wares. The Irish love to tell a tale, and the tour guide providing commentary on the bus tour was no exception - the best of which involved the Phoenix Park gates and their mysterious disappearance in 1932. Apparently, the men that took them down couldn't remember where they'd put them... hilarious! Gotta love those Irish!