Touring the Irish capital
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I got up later to a cloudy morning. I ate a full Irish breakfast at O'Shea's, although some of it coule have been hotter, or even warm!
I then made my way to the info office to get my Dublin Pass (got a 2-day since I knew that I wouldn't visit everything in one day). Once I had that I walked down O'Connell to Temple Bar to wander the area. They had an outdoor market going on, and if I hadn't been full from breakfast, I would have definitely bought something to eat!
Done with my wanderings there, I found a stop for the hop-on-hop-off bus and joined up with the tour. I stayed on until the Guiness Storehouse.
Guiness has set up an excellent self-guided tour in a building next to the actual brewery.
I made my way to the gift shop and then I was off on the bus again! My next stop was Kilmanhaim Jail. It's an infamous jail that has a terrible history, one that anyone outside of Ireland may not be aware of. They've kept up the site quite well considering that it hasn't been in use (except for as a tourist attraction) since 1924).
I left the jail and rejoined the bus until the Old Jameson's Whiskey Distillery. Before heading in, I stopped for some lunch at The Courtyard restaurant, enjoying a really nice chicken quesadilla with wedge chips flavoured with a sweet chili Thai sauce (I believe; it certain tasted like it!).
Finished lunch, I went inside for my tour. As I found out on the tour, unlike Guiness, Jameson's is no longer being made in Dublin, rather in Middleton (Co. Cork). The tour wasn't bad, but I'd say any tour pales next to what Guiness has put together. At the end of the tour we all got a free taste of Jameson's. I had mine with cranberry juice, which made it easier to go down for me than the Bushmills did! We all also got to watch 8 lucky fellow tourists do a taste test between Jameson's, Jack Daniels and a Scotch Whiskey.
Done with my freebie, I caught up with the bus again, but unfortunately I got off too early and got myself confused as to where I needed to go to for the Writers' Museum.
I gave up and headed down O'Connell Street and back to Temple Bar. It was buzzing even more than earlier in the day. I made my way through the throngs to a Lonely Planet recommended restaurant called Gruel. Don't let the name of the place, or the size and plainness of it, put you off. I had an excellent meal of homemade patties with homefries, gherkin, onion, tomato and aioli. While it was reasonably priced (for Dublin), I would caution people to have enough cash handy as there's no credit cards taken there.
Finished and stuffed, I dragged my tired and sore body back to the guesthouse to chill out for the rest of the night.