In honor of this grand Irish holiday, I’m feeling all nostalgic about my trip to Ireland last year!
Ireland may be a relatively small country but it is packed to the brim with awesome cities and jaw dropping views. While I could talk about Ireland for hours, literally, hours, I don’t think you want to read for hours, so I’m only going to hit a few highlights. Mainly Dublin, because I celebrated St. Patrick’s Day there last year and, of course, I can’t leave out the Cliffs of Moher, because…well, you’ll see.
So, it took 48 hours to get to Dublin (that’s a story for another time..lawd). When I finally made it I was so excited and then I..CRASHED. Went. Straight. To . Sleep. I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it, I sat by a mom and her 4 year old who kept kicking me the entire flight. Breathe in, breathe out.
Ok, power nap over, now onto Dublin. AHHHHH, I’m here!!!!
For the first few hours, I just wandered around the city (hello jet lag). Which, in my opinion, is one of the best ways to see a new place. But, I realized pretty soon that I was starving and headed into the closest pub for grub. You like that rhyme? Seriously though, Brick Alley Cafe in the Temple Bar area has delicious food, that’s relatively cheap and OH. MY. GOD. The white hot chocolate. I die . Seriously perfection, especially in a rainy and cold climate like Ireland. It’s exactly what you need. Ok, maybe it could have had a little something something in it. Just kidding. It was perfect the way it was. And the homemade marshmallows!! Y’all, I’m drooling as I type, it’s not a good look.
Now, back to the city.
Dublin is beautiful. Yes, it’s a city filled with the hustle and bustle of too many people (well, really any place that has more than 5 people is too many people, but I digress) but there are some random gems around every corner. Colorful pubs, fun and bright colored house doors, street art, and beautiful cathedrals. Dublin has it all.
So very pretty.
The pubs aren’t just pretty on the outside. Most of the pubs I visited always had live music, plenty of Guinness flowing, and sassy Irish folks who made everything better. Speaking of Guinness…if you’re a fan, you HAVE to go to the Guinness Factory while in Dublin. It’s basically the Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory of beer.
I can’t explain how excited I was to see this gate. Mainly because we had walked here and ya girl was really thirsty.
Pro tip: Buy your tickets online in advance, so you don’t have to wait in line! You kind of feel like a V.I.P walking past all those peasants who didn’t think ahead. Kidding, kind of.
Tickets are generally around €20, but some specific times they have tickets available for less. The Guinness Storehouse is seven floors of delightfulness. Every floor boast something different: from the history of Guinness itself, including old cans that Guinness was sold in, how Guinness is made, and learning to pour the perfect pint.
Excuse the cheese in this photo, but I felt like I was just handed a prestigious award when they handed me this certificate. It’s ok, you can LOL. Back to the majesticness of the Guinness Storehouse.
I would show you more of the interior, but then would you ever go? Just trust that it is worth the money and hell, you’re on holiday, so treat yo’self! And there’s a dope ass gravity bar on the top floor, where you can savor that fresh ass Guinness with a bomb ass view of Dublin. It’s worth it, you’re worth it. [Insert winking emoji]
Leaving Dublin now, but we’ll BRB. Ok, so you may not like beer, so the Guinness Storehouse isn’t for you, fiiine. However, if you visit Ireland you think that you can pass up seeing the Cliffs of Moher, you are WRONG. False. Do not skip it. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200. You. Must. See. The Cliffs. I beg of you, for all that is good and holy in the world, please go to the damn Cliffs.
Pro Trip: If you have a flexible schedule, check the weather conditions before you go because Ireland’s climate can be temperamental. It can be clear and sunny one day and foggy with zero visibility the next. So if you can, check before you go, because it would be a shame to go out and not be able to experience the wonder that is the Cliffs of Moher.
We got really lucky and went to the Cliffs on a clear day. We went later in the afternoon and stayed for the sunset. Literally, one of the most beautiful moments of my entire life. And the most breathtaking views!! Y’all, I’m not playing. Still don’t believe me?
Yeah, didn’t believe me did you? Slaaaaaay, Cliffs, Slaaaay.
I felt like I was at the edge of the world, an amazing and slightly terrifying feeling. Side note: it was windy AF, so maybe be cautious if you’re really close to the edge. These photos still don’t do it justice. You have to see it in person to fully understand the wonder that are the Cliffs. Ok one more photo, because I just can’t help it.
You like that tag sticking out and trying to ruin my photo? Jokes on you tag because this picture is still flawless AF. Long story short: VISIT THE CLIFFS OF MOHER, or you’ll regret it.
Back to Dublin for St. Paddy’s Day. Yep, I spelled that correctly. OHMYGOSH, ST. PATRICK’S DAY IN DUBLIN, AHHHH!
Disclaimer: Being in Dublin on St. Patrick’s Day has always been on my bucket list, and don’t get me wrong, it was awesome. However, I don’t drink that much and I’m socially awkward, so I didn’t get crazy. I didn’t stay in the madness for too long, and it was not the highlight of my trip. It is definitely an experience in itself. Listening to U2 blaring over the speakers while drinking a Guinness in Dublin, Ireland: dope AF. But, don’t feel bad if you can’t make it to Ireland on St. Patrick’s Day, Ireland has so much more to offer!
Pro Tip: If you want to get a good spot for the parade, get there early. If the parade starts at 9, don’t get there at 8:45 and think you’re going to be right up front. Probably get there at 7:30. I’m just sayin, the people come out in full force and they come early.
God bless my selfie stick because without it, I would have missed a lot of the parade (because I didn’t get there early, see what I’m saying?). However, from what I could see and hear, it was awesome sauce.
You can’t hear the U2, but it was blasting. With or with youuuu
Once my awkward, social anxiety started to kick in. I left all the commotion for a quiet spot at a nearby park, because that’s the kind of shit I do. A little bit of socializing and then a lotta bit of me time, ain’t no shame. Don’t feel pressured to get plastered on St. Paddy’s day. Drink a few beers, enjoy yourself, and if you want to wander around a quiet park and take pictures of statues, then do you boo boo. Because I sure did. Sorry not sorry.
Oh hey Oscar Wilde, you devil, you.
Thank you for visiting our little corner of the interweb. If you were on the fence about visiting Ireland, I hope this swayed you towards Yes! Remember, I barely skimmed the top in this post. There is so much more that I saw and even more that I didn’t.
Side note: If you live in the Northeastern region of America, you really have no excuse not to go to Ireland because tickets from NYC and Boston are always hella cheap and it makes me hella salty. Cough, Kim, cough, you going to Ireland soon? No shade though. Love you mean it.