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Hi.

I'm Mallory, a storyteller, writer, adventurer, avid reader and wanna-be-yogi. 

Stick around for adventures featuring my sassy af corgi and incredibly kind husband. 

Have yourself a pint (Dublin, Ireland in 36 hours)

Have yourself a pint (Dublin, Ireland in 36 hours)

 This garden in Celtic means Welcome.  

This garden in Celtic means Welcome.  

In the last 48 hours we walked almost every street of Dublin, I wish I was kidding (okay, maybe I'm exaggerating, but Dublin isn't very big!). And we've learned and experienced a lot! 

Here's the top three things we've learned about backpacking for your honeymoon in the last 24 hours: 

1. Your clothes are going to be REALLY wrinkly, just go with it. 

2. Circumstances aren't going to be ideal, but we've got each other. And that's the point of a honeymoon.  

3. Don't be afraid to ask for help, you make new friends and you don't look as stupid. 

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Anyway, we started our adventurous honeymoon! And here's what I've got about Dublin. Bare with me for a long post!

After boarding a double decker bus with wifi at the airport, we arrived at our hostel, Jacobs Inn, just in time for breakfast. 

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It was so clean and welcoming, we had a private room on the top floor overlooking the train, we kept our window open all night and listened to the train pass and the people on the streets with their Irish accents. 

We arrived at 7 am and one thing we knew. DO NOT GO TO SLEEP. So we had free hostel breakfast (coffee, tea and toast) and took the free walking tour, which ended up being a highlight of our trip. 

 

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We explored the Dublin castle, which was filled with history. We quickly learned about the lack of love shared between the Irish and English.  

We shared a pint with our guide, who was hilarious! He told us he had backpacked in the U.S. and had been to New Orleans. He said when he drove in he was stuck in so much traffic, but had no idea what could possibly be going on on a Tuesday. Happened to be Fat Tuesday. And that night he slept in his car. 

But his tour and history of Ireland was beyond helpful and interesting.  

 

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Exhaustion set in and we pushed through! To Beshoffs via Natalie's friend's recommendation for fish and chips. 

 

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I was too hungry to take a photo before we ate. Clearly. Dublin was interesting in that it was swamped with tourists. It felt like for every local there were 4 tourists. So the experiences were altered. And many of the restaurants and such were rude and annoyed with tourists, including Beshoffs, which refused to unlock the bathroom door for Jake until We had paid and sat down to eat. 

 

After our greasy and rude, yet delicious lunch we headed to the Chester Beatty Library museum, which housed some highly valuable books and artifacts, which our guide explained as a man who traveled the world and stole "shit" and now it's in a museum. After this, I decided I could no longer go on and laid on the grass in the garden outside the museum and slept. 

 

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After a two hour nap, we were revived and enjoyed a wonderful and relaxing slow European dinner at Probus.  

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Where we ate traditional Irish pizza and Greek salad?   

 

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We bought a bottle of wine, which we didn't finish, and we got to take it home, AMAZING. 

 

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So, I carried it in my purse and we drank it in the park the next day. 

 

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We also ventured to the Book of Kells and the library at Trinity, where they have some pretty magnificent stuff. 

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And ate another delicious meal at KC Peaches, an Irish chain. 

 

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Dublin was a neat place to just venture and explore, which was a great starting point of our trip. Coming soon is a whole blog post about our adventure to get into Paris. 

 Oscar Wilde's childhood home.  

Oscar Wilde's childhood home.  

 Oscar Wilde himself

Oscar Wilde himself

 Yeats in the Trinity Library (my least favorite class I ever took in college was Yeats)  

Yeats in the Trinity Library (my least favorite class I ever took in college was Yeats)  

 Fins up I found an Ole Miss black bear in the a Natural History Museum 

Fins up I found an Ole Miss black bear in the a Natural History Museum 

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Love, love from Paris, 

Mallory  

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Wanderlost (Paris)

Wanderlost (Paris)

Mississippi to Florida to Ireland

Mississippi to Florida to Ireland