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This past weekend a group of friends and I went to Dublin, Ireland. Now, if you're anywhere near the UK, you may know that last week there was a 'snow storm' that caused a lot of issues for a lot of people. I put that in quotes because the total amount of snow that fell was probably somewhere between 2 and 3 inches, in central London at least. So for a bunch of Americans from the Northeast, we weren't worried about it at all, but then Thursday and Friday flights were being canceled left and right and we started to get nervous that our early morning Saturday flight was going to be next.
Luckily, our flight did not get canceled, but there was a moment when we thought we weren't getting on the plane. There was a group of five of us that went, and most of us just packed a backpack because we were only going to be gone for one night, but one girl had a carry on size suitcase - still, no one really thought much about it. However, at security, she's told that she needs to check her bag and is escorted back to the counter. The rest of us walk to our gate, which of course wicked far away from security and she's texting us saying that she's in a really long line and that she doesn't know if she's going to make the flight. The four of us start to panic because we have no idea what to do when the plane starts boarding. Do we get on and hope she makes it in time? Do we wait for her and all of us miss the flight? Do we beg and plead with the airport gate worker to keep the gate open for five extra minutes? We were told that the gate was going to close at 6:20am, but people were still in line, so we stood off to the side. A couple minutes later our friend rounds the corner, and it was like watching the winner of the Boston Marathon cross the finish line. The funniest part: we weren't the last people on the plane.
When we all got to Ireland, we had to figure out the best way to get to our hotel, which took some time. We got in line to buy bus tickets only for them to tell us it was cash only, so we had to go back inside to the ATM and then get back in line. But we did eventually make it, and we spent the day exploring the Temple Bar area of Dublin. After a couple of hours relaxing in our rooms since we all had to wake up at about 3am, we spent the night at the actual Temple Bar and listened to a great cover band play a bunch of songs that we knew and sang along too. The night ended with diner french fries and being back at the hotel before midnight.
Sunday we partook in an Airbnb Busking experience. This was supposed to be on Saturday, but because of the weather, our guide changed it, which we ended up being happy about because we were all so tired on Saturday after everything that we probably wouldn't have enjoyed it as much. He took us around the Temple Bar area and Grafton Street, explaining what Busking is and who started their careers this way (U2, Ed Sheeran, Hosier, etc.) which we had no idea about. We also had to Busk for ourselves which was a lot of fun, but also nerve-wracking, since we are not singers.
After the experience, we walked to the Guinness Storehouse. We walked through the self-guided tour and got a free pint in the Gravity Bar. Personally, I don't like Guinness, but the tour was cool and how could I not have fun hanging out with friends? From Guinness, we grabbed a quick dinner and then headed to the airport. It was a quick trip, but it was full of fun!
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