We bailed on the optional tour of tour of Dublin. We needed a day to ourselves. We slept a bit late and did not have to rush off anywhere. I probably managed to paint my nails that morning and pluck away a few stray hairs. We had explored the Temple Bar area the evening before and we had no reason to do so again.
I am sure Dublin used to have trams, but closed the system down, as so many cities did. However, a few years ago new tram lines called the Luas was built (well 2004 actually). It was good but although it passed by our hotel, it was quite a long walk to the nearest tram stop and not a very attractive concrete walk at that. I can't remember how we bought tickets, but we did of course. Probably a machine at the tram stop.
I am not sure why we chose to leave the tram at a certain place. I guess I looked in advance. It was at the corner of Jervis Street and Abbey Street Upper. Right near the tram stop was the National Leprechaun Museum of Ireland. Yeah, we are up for that and it was quite entertaining. Our guide was good.
There was a nearby shopping centre where we lunched and bought a couple of bits and pieces. We hunted around for something, I think an ATM. We headed back to the hotel and had a g&t before an afternoon nap. It was a day off we needed.
But not totally a day off. That evening we had chosen to visit The Merry Ploughboy pub for an included meal and show. The show was good and it was a nice evening. R posted a photo of us standing outside The Merry Ploughboy to FB and one of the lovely Irish nurses who we met during our South African holiday in 2018 and is an FB friend of his commented that we had driven past her home to go to the The Merry Ploughboy.
Not too many photos. I will make up for that in the next post.
Leprechaun story telling.
We stayed at the Red Cow Hotel.
Doesn't The Merry Ploughboy sound so gay.
My choice may not have had his leg lifted the highest but he was rather cute.
For you public transport nerds, this is seriously heavy tensioning of the overhead Luas tram power wires.