The great thing about Dublin is that everything is within a 15 minute walk. You roll out of a pub at 2-3 am and all you need to do is take a short walk home. The rain continued to come down but mostly in a mist or light way. The rain glistening off the cobblestone streets creates and atmospheric walk through The Temple Bar area. There is a Temple Bar and it is also a neighborhood like SoHo or Park Slope. Outside you have workers hawking their establishments seeking out the curious and gullible mark/tourist. I make sure to always pass these places by as an established place needs no barker outside luring people to stop in and eat or drink.
I hear music coming from across the street and make my way to see what is going on. The Quays pronounced Keys is what I am told is a lively pub with good sounds. I walk in head to the bar and order a Corona with lime. the place is crowded with people having a good time. The band or few guys keep everyone either clapping or foot stomping,
Two women or seem American are sitting together chatting their beer glasses close to empty. I hail the bartender and tell him to buy them a round as I order another for myself. My back toward them I continue to dig the music when I feel a tap on my arm, a friendly smile and a thank you. I find out that they are from Boston where I am given a hard time because I am a Yankee fan. Boston of course is in the World Series which I hope they lose.
It seems they are related an aunt and her just graduated college niece. This was her graduation gift. What a wonderful aunt. Their names are Auntie Merry and Megan. This is Megan's first time in Europe or abroad. We talk, laugh, drink and listen to music the night away. I left about midnight as I started getting tired from still being up all day. A great first night in Dublin and now it is time for me to retire to fight another day.


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