In honor of my upcoming weekend I’d like to post a little ode to the Irish Whiskey Museum. Hopefully I haven’t done this already, but anyways here it goes.
The Irish Whiskey Museum is located in Dublin, Ireland probably
10 steps 10 minutes from the Dublin Castle. Anyone that’s been out drinking with me in the past 2-3 years knows that my drink of choice is a whiskey ginger (now I prefer bourbon but who’s keeping track) so when I first realized that going to Ireland for a visit was possible (and extremely affordable, thank you Ryanair) the top travel destination on my list was for sure this glorious museum. Now I’m also a huge fan of castles (shout out to Romania for blowing my mind) so when we went to the Dublin Castle and learned it would be an hour and and a half wait until we could enter the castle we logically decided to hit up the museum in the meantime. You’ll definitely have to forgive me on my lack of details on this post because I can’t remember much about the museum except for the fact that we got a flight of whiskey when we were done.
Here’s a complete list of things I do for sure remember
- The Whiskey was FRESH AF
- It was around 12 noon when we entered and we had not eaten breakfast
- Our tour guide was Irish (duh) didn’t catch half of what he said
- They had a room full of like all the whiskey bottles ever created, it was awesome
- There was a really weird section where they re-enacted the 4 whiskey powerhouses
- Like it was weird holograms of them and they were fighting with each other
- Don’t ask me who they are
- Actually I remember Tullamore Dew
- Is Johnny Walker a whiskey?
- Here are the whiskey’s (after I drank
- I stole a glass but don’t know where I put it
- This is us after we forced ourselves behind the bar to take photos with our guide
- This is the meal we ate after we left
- I don’t remember any of the Dublin Castle
Thanks Ireland! I love you.
I think I probably saw about 25 churches during all my travels. Obviously I don’t remember all of them but here are some of my favorites.
Sagrada Familia, Barcelona, Spain.
We’ve all seen the photos of the outside, but how often do you get a peak inside? not very often. It’s full of beautiful stain glass, vibrant colors and a lot os tourists. This Cathedral is one of the largest I’ve ever seen and fun fact; after 100 years (?) it’s still not complete.
St. Patricks Cathedral, Dublin, Ireland
St. Patrick’s Cathedral early on a Monday morning. Another gem.
Various Churches, Oporto, Portugal.
Disclaimer: these photos aren’t as good because well you weren’t really supposed to take photos inside these churches but my friend, being the sneaky lady she is took a ton on her phone, sent them to me and alas, here we are. Another disclaimer: the photos cannot capture the beauty of these cathedrals. Yet, another disclaimer; I saw so many churches here that I don’t know the names of all of them, but here they are!
Obviously on this blog (like any other) you only put up the best of the best. But what about the outtakes? the photos that make you cringe when you look back on them, or the ones that you wouldn’t normally share because they’re super personal, or random ones that you think – hmm will this make the readers want to click through my blog?
Here’s a few of my favorites.
This photo was taken on what can only be described as the flight from fucking hell. We decided to take Ryan air (a super cheap airline) to Ireland for the weekend. Luckily they were having a sale and roundtrip tickets were $98. Anyone who’s ever lived in Europe for an extended period time has probably taken Ryan Air for this reason. But it’s literally like a bus in the sky. Flying north (I didn’t know this) is rough, weather, winds etc. But it also felt as if the pilot had taken several Ambien before the flight because it was bumpy, the whole.entire.time. and not like oh there’s a little turbulence, like if felt like the sky was trying to shake us out of it. Anyways, I took this photo because even though the view outside was beautiful I thought that might be last moment on earth.
This was also in Ireland – although the weather wasn’t super super shitty, this day was. It was our last day in Ireland and we really wanted to see St. Patricks Cathedral and this one other park that my host mom suggested. So we sucked it up, got our umbrellas and walked through the park to St. Patricks. Lucky for us Monday morning at 9:30 is the best time to see all the sites because everyone is either working, sleeping or on a rainy day, trying to stay dry. Anyways, it’s not the most amazing photo but it reminds me of a great day.
This is the Botanical garden in Madrid, in the middle of January, perhaps the worst time to go; however, we LOVED it. There was maybe one other couple there and even though all the plants were dead I found it to be absolutely magical. Because of this trip, we all have an obsession with going to parks on gloomy days.