Ohh man am I tired...Ireland definitely wore me out. But honestly what an amazing place, the people, the music, the places. There was not a single thing that I didn't enjoy! I got there late Friday night after a stressful afternoon of traveling alone, and since my phone was dead I couldn't meet up with everyone who was already there but it worked out cause our hostel was sweet and I got a good nights sleep so I wasn't tired the next day. Saturday morning we went to the Jameson Distillery for a tour and then a free drink at the end, whiskey drink of course. I really remember now that I don't like whiskey, but it was cool to see how it's made. Right after that we went to get some lunch at this place that was a church converted to a restaurant, the food was only so-so but I panicked when the waitress was taking our orders so I got steak? There's a first time for everything! Everyone else was tired from the night before and went back for a nap so I wandered around Dublin and did some shopping, stopped to listen to the street bands, got some coffee. It was a such a nice day.
Saturday night we went out to a bar called Fitzsimmons, the drinks were super expensive but it was a lot of fun. They had a live band downstairs and we ordered some irish cider to drink. Kate and I left later in the night to go to a couple other more traditional irish bars for more live music and irish coffee. Apparently whiskey became more appealing to me later on in the night. We met some really nice guys who wandered around with us until we found a place to get food, it was called Eddie Rockets, original right? And we got milkshakes there before heading back to the hostel.
On Sunday we woke up for free breakfast, it was pretty plain but nice to have some cold milk! And then we hopped on a bus to go visit a fishing village called Howth. It was cold, but sunny and beautiful. We thought we were overlooking the Atlantic Ocean so I was waving to everyone at home, it took us about 24 hours to realize it was Dublin Bay and that Dublin is in fact on the eastern coast of Ireland. We tried at least! Sunday night a rugby team moved into the hostel and we went out with then to The Brazen Head, which is oldest pub in Ireland. It opened in 1198! And it is such a small world, I met someone who knows one of my friends from home in Ireland. So crazy! After that we tried to go to a club but it was overpriced so we just went back to the hostel with a couple people and hung out, they had a game room and TV room and people were always up doing things.
On Monday Katie and Kristen were leaving so Kate and I decided to go visit another part of Ireland for the night/day before coming back to Spain. We took a bus to Galway on the eastern coast. The bus ride was nice and relaxing, the scenery was nice and I got to catch up on some sleep. Galway was totally different than Dublin, much quieter and more quaint. We got ready to go out, drank and talked in the hostel and then wandered around for a bit till we met some street musicians who we sat and drank some beers with. They were really nice and told us where the good places to go out were. Then we found a pub called The Kings Head which had live music and introduced me to my new favorite drinks, its called Kopparberg and its a Swedish cider, so delicious. I met some people from Boston and we just enjoyed listening to the music. This is when the madness started happening, apparently its Rag Week in Ireland which means every single member of the student body was out at the clubs/bars. We didn't know this till the next morning and I just thought that Galway got crazy, which it definitely did. All so much fun though. I would highly recommend Galway to anyone who was going to Ireland.
On Tuesday morning we woke up early to go on an all day tour of the Burren and Cliffs of Moher. I was kind of hesistant because I hate making commitments like that but it was definitely worth it. It was mostly a bus tour but we got to stop and take pictures and get out an explore. We had lunch at a pub in the country side, I got vegetable soup with this really heavy brown bread. I'm not sure what the bread was but it was definitely popular there. Then we headed to the Cliffs. I wasn't really sure what to expect because it's a really popular tourist spot but when we got there it seemed kind of boring. They had built a visitors center which had walls keeping people from getting too close to the edge(for obvious reasons) but I had seen pictures of people sitting right on the cliff edge and laying down looking over the side so I knew we could do that somewhere. Then we found it, there was sign saying extreme danger and do not go beyond this point but it was a very clear path and we decided to go have a look. Best decision I have ever made. It was scary to be that close to falling straight down, but it was so worth it. I have never felt so small in my whole life. We eventually got brave enough to crawl to the very edge and look over to the ocean below. The water was like crystal clear and beautiful turquoise color. The scariest part was when the wind would blow, almost felt like it would blow us right off the edge. I tried to take a picture standing right at the edge but if I thought about for too long I immediately dove to the ground, so much adrenaline!
So all in all Ireland was totally worth it and I had such a great hostel experience, definitely an awesome country to visit!