Last day in Ireland

Saturday 26 May 2012  -  Our last day in Ireland

Day 44 and 115 to go

So the music continued into the night and Paul did not get much sleep again. Which made for a happy man NOT. We got out, cleaned up, packed our things and then headed to reception. I went and found a cab while Paul spoke to reception about the noise again, this time asking for the GM’s contact details so he could make a formal complaint. So if you are thinking of staying in Dublin we would not recommend the The Paramount hotel in Temple Bar.

We caught a cab to the other side of the river back to the Charles Stewart Guesthouse where we were able to store our bags.

We walked down O’Connell Street and found a place for breakfast to keep us going. We then wandered on to Trinity College, Dublin’s University. The buildings are old and interesting.

After walking through the uni we continued into St Stephens Green Park, wandering for a bit more. It was so wonderful to walk around in the sunshine. It was a beautiful day.

 We walked back down Grafton St and found a pub to stop at for refreshments before crossing the river again and heading through another shopping area and into the Peace Park near our accommodation.

We made it back to the Guesthouse. We collected the computer and did some checking of emails. Fabio txt and we organised to meet him at 1pm.

We walked back to The Temple Bar and waited for Fabio and his friends to turn up. When they did we found a table and ordered our lunch. It was great to catch up with him in Dublin. Lunch was delicious and filling. It was very busy in the pub with many tourists.

By 2.15pm we had finished up and we said goodbye to everyone before making our way back and checking into our room. We were both tired so we stayed put and had a rest until we felt ready for another drink.

At 6 we ventured around the corner to a pub run by Koreans. It was fairly quiet but was enjoyable. We sat in the beer garden enjoying the fine weather and the last pints of Guinness. 5 pints for Paul by the end of the night!

We decided to have dinner there as well. The Korean food was delicious and was a good choice.

At 8 we returned to the hotel. Paul wrote his email to the GM of the Paramount and then did the check-in for tomorrow’s flight to Glasgow. We watched the final of Eurovision. Some of, make that most of the acts, were terrible. Ireland had their hopes pinned on Jedward 2 moronic boys poncing about singing Waterline. Englebert Humperdink was the UK representative and he was shocking. The eventual winner was Sweeden.