I managed to sleep in till 7:30 today, and when I awoke, we were tied up in Dublin. From our cabin, we could see ships tied up, loading and unloading cargo, and the city was in the distance. Our trip was scheduled for after lunch, so after breakfast, we lounged around the cabin, then went to the assembly point a bit early to wait for our bus.
We were among the last on the bus, so we took 2 aisle seats, one in front of the other. I sat next to a teen boy who was rather rude. Apparently he thought I was taking up too much space and he suggested I move to an empty seat in the back. Charming youngster… I stayed put.
The first part was a ride around Dublin, attempting to take photos from a moving bus with heads and seatbacks in the way. There was so much to see and we were moving way too fast to take it all in. I did get some pictures, and Mom did – we’ll go thru them and figure out if any are worth saving. But after about an hour negotiating the narrow streets, we arrived at the Guinness Storehouse. With strict instructions to be back aboard by 4:45, we were turned loose to explore whatever appealed.
First stop was the gift shop. Then we took the elevator to the 7th floor where you get your free pint, and Mom ordered one. The room was round and glass almost all the way around, so I got as close as I could to the windows and took lots of pictures. What was most striking – the buildings were so densely packed that unless you were looking directly down a street, you couldn’t see cars or people. The variety of architectural styles was amazing! One afternoon could not do the city justice.
When she finished her pint, we went down, floor by floor, to look at the various exhibits. The production area was entirely off-limits, so we had to make do with videos and other displays. On all the floors, there were old pipes and other brewery equipment –the visitor center had once been a fermentation plant (1904-88.) We watched a video showing barrels being made – what an amazing craft that was, all done with hand tools and relying on the skill and good eye of the coopers.
There was also a place where you could learn to pull a pint, and get a “certificate” – the line there was crazy long, so we just went in and I took some pictures. After we’d walked around and seen everything, we went back up to the 7th floor so Mom could drink my pint. A group of girls asked me to take their picture by the bar – the phone was very sensitive – I’m pretty sure I took 2 pictures. We looked out some more and saw the stadium that we saw from the ship, but the surrounding buildings blocked the view of the ship. Once Mom finished her second pint, we walked down to the ground level and our guide was at the door directing us to our bus. We were early enough that we got seats together and I didn’t have to sit next to Mr. Rude again – I’m pretty sure he went to the back himself.
The ride back to the ship was thru rush hour traffic, but we got there within minutes of the scheduled time, which was good. Apparently the tide range there is something like 12-14’ and we needed to be on our way while it was high. It took us about 10 minutes to freshen up for dinner, and before the main course arrived, we were underway. We’re promised another smooth night. Apparently the rough ride a few nights back was highly unusual.
We dined with 4 people who’d shared a table yesterday – a couple, originally from Hong Kong who had been living in Southampton for over 40 years, and 2 women, one from Chicago and one from Antigua – they wore matching rings, so I’m pretty sure they were a couple. Very nice conversations all around – except for the first night, we’ve been very fortunate in dinner companions. The only negative I can say about dinner is there was no chocolate offering among the desserts, unless I wanted ice cream. So I had to settle for the tiramisu – which was dusted with cocoa, so I guess that counts. It was very good and I did have a chocolate on my pillow, so I’ll survive.
After dinner, we went to one of the lounges for a show – I think they called it Pub Night. The ship’s singers and dancers were performing along with the activities director and his assistant and the ship’s band. There were bad jokes, singing and dancing, sing-alongs, some silly audience participation – and it lasted less than an hour, which was just about right.
Tomorrow is an at-sea day, and Thursday will be Loch Ness – surely something exciting will happen then! So I leave you in anticipation!!