Crazy nights in Doolin. This is the REAL craic!
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Can any town be cosier, warmer yet chillier than this?! We reached around 4pm and our first stop was a pub. But while the rest of the gang was drinking inside, I was busy taking photos on the outside, in the rain. Yes, that BEAUTIFUL!
A lot of this town reminded me of some of those old X Files episodes' settings in Vancouver (?) with the greenery, desolate houses, lovely seaside view, and a general biting cold wave.
The hostel we stayed at was probably the best I've stayed at. It was a essentially a house. A house that had a picture perfect green backyard, and greenness just everywhere. The rooms were cosy and comfortable. And it felt just lovely. The house, I mean hostel wasn't even in the heart of the city, it was somewhere far away, just 3 houses and rest all greenery.
Living in such a modern country like the US, you almost forget about how enjoyable basic nature can be. I felt that way in Doolin. There was a sense of openness and peace and that voice in your head saying "glad you got yourself a break".
Enough rambling, we settled in and went to the nearby pub by 7pm. What a lovely night we had! There was live Irish music, lovely food, lots of people, I even met a couple from MSFT Seattle, all too fabulous! We had lots of drinks, my first time having a combination of a yager shot + Red Bull. Matt even taught me a song they sing in Australia to go with that (shame I don't remember that anymore!). We were there till about 2am when it started to rain, the pub was about to close and we headed back.
Walking back was the scariest yet fun... it was freezing cold, drizzling and dark! We couldn't even see the roads unless a vehicle came behind us and we had to rely on its headlights. That night, tried to sleep but couldn't. Spent time chatting with Billy and Victoria before finally retiring around 3am (or was it 4?) in the morning. Phew!