Spent the night in Dublin last night, in a previous post I mentioned my experience trying to book a room for the night.
I also mentioned at the end of the post that I would confront the owner of the guesthouse about her underhand tactics, but as Rebecca predicted, I didn't, I signed the guestbook with a glowing comment and thanked them profusely.
The guesthouse was fantastic, I really enjoyed it, a lovely georgian country house, in idyllic surroundings.
The house is very much lived in, and you do feel like a guest in their house.From the decor and the general feel of the house, I would imagine it's owned by an Anglo-Irish family, lots of old cricket pictures., and colonial trinkets. Anyway I would recommend staying there, if you manage to secure a room with a Northern accent. ;-)
We attended a barbecue for a friends 30th birthday, it was a fantastic evening, about 60 guests ranging in a ages from 16 to 60, which always makes a good party. Our friend's father owns a meat factory amongst other things, when we arrived there was a mountain of sirloins marinating, I would have estimated about 100 steaks on the platter. This morning we returned to help clear up, and I was rewarded with two sirloins to take home, one of them is over 12 inches long...lovely jubbly!!
Oh and the new toll road is great.