Our hotel was so cute and amazing. The staff was super friendly and helpful with anything we needed. The Bram Stoker is seriously my favorite hotel ever. It's not the Plaza but they are super duper helpful. We got bored and they were totally willing to help us find things to do that wouldn't involve enduring the insane winds again. We slept in a little bit Saturday morning to catch up on what little sleep we get all year long but still started out at a good time. We went back into Dublin and explored north of the River Liffey and saw the Spire (I don't really know what to tell you about that other than it's a really tall metal pointy thing in the middle of a road) and shopped. We found a shoppers heaven in that area and had so much fun just trying on outfit after outfit. Then we went to find my must see - St. Patrick's Cathedral. The rain had come back to life and was making the 12 ish minute walk cold and wet. However, the church was so pretty, well the outside was - I didn't want to force my friends to pay to go in with me.
Saturday was one of my friends that I was travelling with birthday. So we went to go see the Dublin night life. Unfortunately some illness decided that Saturday was the night to make me sick but I fought it and decided it wouldn't me back the whole night from fun. We went to this place called The Church which is an old church that was converted into a bar and club. Arthur Guinness was baptized or married there or something. I didn't pay too much attention to that - the place was gorgeous. Then we headed back over the the Temple Bar area to go dancing. We had a blast and got back to our hotel around 2:30 and were passed out by 3am. That was probably too late seeing as we have an early flight; however, as one of our professors said we can sleep when we get back to America. While checking out the staff told us they would genuinely miss us and to come back soon. I am definitely considering it if I have money.
Finally we made it back to the manor, cold, tired, hungry, and slightly rained on. I napped for hours and then had dinner and was back in bed. The Harlaxton Plague has been going around but I think my illness is a little worse than what everyone else has had but I am drinking a LOT of tea and sleeping a lot so hopefully I'm well before Thursday when I take off for the south of France!!!!
Time to study for my first British studies exam and decipher how British identity has changed... It sounds like fun right??
Bise Bise
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