Saturday July 27
We wake after a very good sleep, and have a very nice buffet breakfast. I see black and white pudding in the Bain Marie. I’m keeping my distance.
Saw this menu at the Ballsbridge restaurant. Everything has a health rating. Bizarre.
So we check out of the Ballsbridge Hotel and start the walk to our next hotel.
Luckily it’s an easy walk and a nice day. There are so many Georgian buildings here. Everywhere you look.
We check in to the hotel, and have a snooze to catch up on the long day/jet lag, and are ready to meet the tour guide at 1615.
The hotel is called the Mespil. It’s a newer hotel than Ballsbridge, and it has aircon, so it gets a tick from Sarah. Better still, it’s in a great location, surrounded by shops and restaurants, and walking distance to all the must-sees, like Trinity College.
We pile into the bus with the rest of our ‘blue rinse tour’ members for a quick recce around Dublin, finishing at a quaint old Irish pub for dinner. This one is called Nancy Hands, and is literally across the street from the Guinness brewery. Needless to say, a Guinness comes with dinner. I’ve only tried it once in my life. About 30-odd years ago in New Zealand, in a can. I didn’t like it then, so didn’t have high hopes that I would today.
They say that Guinness doesn’t travel well, and it’s the taste that suffers. Well, you certainly won’t find a less-travelled Guinness than at Nancy Hands, so this is how it’s intended to taste.
I actually quite like it, so tick that box. Perhaps I’ll try it again while we’re in Dublin, just to be sure.
We wake after a very good sleep, and have a very nice buffet breakfast. I see black and white pudding in the Bain Marie. I’m keeping my distance.
So we check out of the Ballsbridge Hotel and start the walk to our next hotel.
Luckily it’s an easy walk and a nice day. There are so many Georgian buildings here. Everywhere you look.
We check in to the hotel, and have a snooze to catch up on the long day/jet lag, and are ready to meet the tour guide at 1615.
The hotel is called the Mespil. It’s a newer hotel than Ballsbridge, and it has aircon, so it gets a tick from Sarah. Better still, it’s in a great location, surrounded by shops and restaurants, and walking distance to all the must-sees, like Trinity College.
We pile into the bus with the rest of our ‘blue rinse tour’ members for a quick recce around Dublin, finishing at a quaint old Irish pub for dinner. This one is called Nancy Hands, and is literally across the street from the Guinness brewery. Needless to say, a Guinness comes with dinner. I’ve only tried it once in my life. About 30-odd years ago in New Zealand, in a can. I didn’t like it then, so didn’t have high hopes that I would today.
They say that Guinness doesn’t travel well, and it’s the taste that suffers. Well, you certainly won’t find a less-travelled Guinness than at Nancy Hands, so this is how it’s intended to taste.
I actually quite like it, so tick that box. Perhaps I’ll try it again while we’re in Dublin, just to be sure.
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