Ireland 2016

[Drunk Monk]

Well I wound up at Temple Bar anyway.  I started too late on a Saturday so every pub on Camden was either packed or didn't serve food. And I was fixated on seafood chowder.  So i stumbled about Grafton which was packed and soon found myself in Temple Bar and too hungry to think. Then I remembered Leo Burdicks, the fish and chips place that Greg recommended, so I made a beeline there.  That's a take-out place, so I found an empty bench nearby and seemed to startle passers-by.  I only ate a few chips because of the carbs and gave the rest to a beggar woman who seemed very grateful that they were still warm.  Then I got totally lost wandering the streets, but found my way again just as it began to rain.  I was near the Dingle Whiskey Bar, which has an awesome collection of fyne whiskeys - like 150 top shelf bottles - so I tucked in there until the rain stopped.  Then I picked up some snacks, including a limone e menta sanpelligrino (lemon & mint - never seen that before but I must find a source when I get home - now my fav of all their offerings).  It was a lot more walking than I wanted to do given my leg cramps, but now I'm back at Kilroanan now, resting and putting my feet up the wall.   

Today was a fyne day.  I tasted so much whiskey that I skipped my daily Guinness.  Strangely, I never got that drunk, only warm and buzzed.  My blood sugar is 103 - perfect.  

That stuntman contacted me so we've got dinner plans tomorrow. I hope to hit a few shops and museums, and just enjoy my last day here.