First Night Out in Dublin

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I arrived to a cold and slightly sprinkling Dublin. The bus ride to my hotel wasn’t that long. I got into my room just fine and got ready to hit up Dublin that evening. 

Luckily my friend Marina had a friend in Dublin and she connected me with her, Carly. Carly met me at my hotel and was so amazing and nice enough to take me around the city at night to show me all the places I would want to go the next day.

Dublin was goregous that evening! The lights were on and reflected beautifully in the Liffey! It didn’t sprinkle and it didn’t feel all that cold, probably due to my excitement. After showing me about, Carly took me to Porterhouse, a really cool hip pub right outside of Temple Bar.

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For our food, I ordered an Irish stew which was so tasty and warming and a Bulmers Cider which I think will be my official drink during my trip. Thank you, Ireland, for great cider.

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Loved the feel of the pub. It was very open, had seating areas, and a bar. The bartenders were cute, just saying, ladies, as were some of the customers. The waitresses were pretty too, fellas. Haha. It was a young vibe in the place that evening and it would definitely be a place I would frequently visit if I lived in Dublin. The price wasn’t too bad either. The pints of Bulmers were 5 euros and my meal was about 12 euros but it was a hefty portion. 

Carly and I ate and talked so much! We discussed the differences of American Football and rugby and taught each other a thing or two. I learned about the staus of religion in Ireland and some history. She asked me about living in tornado alley and I asked about etiquette. She also taught me some slang! Apparently if someone comes up to you and says “Do you wanna shift, my mate?” That means that they are asking if you want to kiss their friend. Oh, and ladies, if a guy buys you a drink here he wants to chat and get to know you. They might also like to banter playfully with you and you might receive some respect if you buy a pint for him in return (which isn’t exactly expected but also not expected. It’s not like the States where guys buy you a drink, talks to you for a few and then goes on). The flirting and dating aspect of Irish youth was very interesting to me and I should really explore this more. Perhaps it’d make for a good travel book for traveling youth? The different flirting and dating styles of other countries? Perhaps…

I also learned that it is acceptable to pay for beer in coins! Mostly because Euros have higher denominations in coins like in 1 and 2 units. A bartender might slap you if you paid in coins in America. But here it’s okay, which is good, because I hate coin. So I did pay for our second round in coin! 

After Porterhouse we headed over to another pub near Trinity College called Doyles but not before she took me into the college courtyard. Apparently if you walk beneath the central tower as a freshman you will fail your studies that year. Oh, and Trinity has odd laws like you can bring a sword to your finals and demand a pint, laws that haven’t been outlawed. I have to find these laws and write something on it. Good to know for anyone who might want to go to Trinity!

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The second pub was cool, much smaller and homier, and was obviously a college pub. I saw some young undergraduate students, men that looked to be professors, and perhaps some graduate students. 

We left around 11:30 so she could catch the last bus home. I had so much fun hanging out with Carly and I am very glad that someone was here to show me around and take me out on my first night. Although I am cool with solo travel, it was so nice to talk with someone, laugh over cider and stories, and talk with someone who grew up in Dublin area who had so much information to share. It made me feel connected to the city a bit more or perhaps less like a foreignor which I liked.
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My first night thus was a success…except for the part where I almost got frostbite walking back to my hotel… (Okay, that might be an overstatement, a little overstatement). 

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