We started our day with a 2 hour walking tour of Dublin given by an older woman, who knew alot but was hard to hear on the streets. We were all grossed out by some white stuff that formed in the corner of her mouth. Too bad she was so hard to hear and had the distracting alien larva escaping onto her face because she was very knowledgeable and had some interesting things to say.
Took an uber to the Temple Bar pub, which was packed in the early afternoon. We found possibly the last table, luckily outside in a courtyard because the weather was awesome. One of the first things we noticed was a guy dressed as a nurse surrounded by a big bunch of friends. When we asked what the occasion was, his friend said "It's Saturday". When he changed outfits later we found out he was from England and it was his bachelor party. At the rate he was drinking, including multiple shots, I find it hard to imagine he made it to 8 o'clock.
"It's Saturday"
We then went to the Ireland's highest pub-Johnnie Fox's, in the mountains outside of Dublin for dinner. Food was good and it was a nice place, very traditional. Overall it was good place to go after the Temple Bar nuttiness.
When we got back to the hotel we walked over to John's Bar and haberdashery. It was an old clothing shop converted into a bar. Strangely, there was also a fast food place (Wonder Burger) right in the back of the bar. We were having a good time, including a rousing "Sweet Caroline" sing-along, until a big, drunk, and scary guy picked me out as his conversation partner. The guy was rambling from one topic to another with no logical connection. Eventually he mentioned special needs kids in school. I seized this opportunity to escape by pawning him off onto my favorite Debbie by mentioning her daughter taught special needs kids and running to the bathroom. After I came out we extricated ourselves from the guy,giving up the table to some poor girls who had no idea who/what was waiting for them, and left the bar.
Called it a night after that. Awesome (long) day in Dublin.