That is how we ended up a day earlier in Dublin that we anticipated. The car rental place took the car back but not any of our money did they give back! We did get a ride to the Airport where we (once again) hopped on the Blue Coach and rode to the old part of Dublin, the downtown area. We disembarked in front of Trinity college and then walked around in circles, dragging our luggage looking for Bloom Hotel.
I had made the reservation from the pay phone at the airport. Yes they did have rooms (dance of joy), yes it was affordable, (jump for joy) and an Irish breakfast was included (tears of joy)...but, "We are in the midst of Temple Bar. It does get a little noisy at night.". Even though my Aunt Kitty had warned us about even visiting Temple Bar, Dublin's Left Bank, it sounded intriguing. More so now that even the front desk reservations found it necessary to forewarn us.
Walking around the narrow cobblestone streets between the bank and the River Liffey we came across a street sign that said, "Blooms Hotel". And as if a miracle had happened there it was in all its yellow glory, about a half a block from Trinity college!
We checked into our room. Two single beds, a 13 inch black and white TV, a desk and one chair. The room was very warm, so we pried open the window to let in the Irish air. We were pleased to find that the view, if you craned your neck and stuck your head out the window, included the Plaza of the Central Bank. In the middle of the Plaza was a golden globe, representing the world I would think.
We wasted little time in the room, and ran down to experience the night life of Dublin in the infamous Temple Bar area.
We went right into the hotel bar, called The Vat and immediately began to meet an assortment of characters. We were drinking pints of Guinness and my favorite Smithwicks, and began to purchase rounds for each other. We were swapping stories about our roots in Ireland, and theirs in the States. It was so much fun!
So much fun that when I finally made it into the lift to return to the room, I had lost Joe. I had also forgotten to settle up with the bar!
My first night in downtown Dublin, and I was already had turned into one of the depraved degenerates that Aunt Kitty had warned me about.
P.S. That is me in the middle in the pink.