Alas, the quaint fishing town where my spirit still resides, walking the narrow streets, dancing the jig with the locals. My cheeks are still rosy from all the whiskey shots and cider ale I drank.
Murphy's B & B boasts view of the harbor and is situated above a popular pub and restaurant. Don't be swayed by the fact they are above a pub, my friend and I both got restful sleep each night and never heard any of the pub noise downstairs. I arrived on a chilly windy day, with a 100 pound suitcase and a killer hangover. The host, aka Mr. Bartender, gave my friend and I our room key and offered to find us a guy to help schlep our massive monstrosities up the narrow stairs. We happily obliged.
I am sure the guy thought we attempted to pack the rocks of Giant's Causeway in our loads, but sadly this was not the case. Us girls are just horrible packers.
After the three of us nearly suffered a heart attack bringing the luggage up the stairs, my friend and I were overcome with emotion to see a huge room with two big comfy beds.
The bathroom was small and quaint, but perfect just for two. However, I was planning on living in the pubs for the weekend, not the bathroom. It sounds like a oxymoron, I know, but somehow I managed not to make out with the toilet bowl during our stay.
The full Irish breakfast each morning was better then average. I also learned here, in Ireland, that hard-boiled eggs aren't really hard-boiled. They are only cooked on the outside to deceive you, but are still yolkey in the middle. I made quite a mess my first time.
Everyone we encountered at Murphy's B & B was extremely friendly and helpful. I can't wait to settle into another comfy room at Murphy's B & B again, and next time I'll leave my heart-attack inducing luggage at home. read more