Enjoying St Brelade’s Bay

After the not great weather we had on Saturday, we were hoping for a day of sun to explore a different part of Jersey. Thankfully, the sun came out and the sky was blue as could be! The temperature was around 50 degrees Fahrenheit making it a great day to check out St Brelade’s Bay.




A friend of mine had recommended we eat at Jersey Crab Shack, so we booked a table for 12:30 on Sunday and took a taxi to St Brelade’s Bay about an hour before. As I mentioned in my first post about Jersey, the people were so incredibly friendly, so when we told our taxi driver where we were heading, he came up with a plan for us to enjoy walking on the beach and end up at the Crab Shack just in time for our reservation.



The tide was out when we arrived leaving us loads of beach to explore. We strolled nearly the entire way to the far end away from the hotels and restaurants of St Brelade’s Bay before turning back. It was truly beautiful with the sun shining down. St Brelade’s Bay is a bit of an oasis as it is much quieter and tucked away from the city and the main road around the island. It would be a great place for families to stay when visiting Jersey.


Our lunch at Jersey Crab Shack was absolutely delicious. We’re so glad we booked a table too because we saw group after group of people come in only to be turned away because the restaurant was completely booked. (Yes, even in the winter!) If you ever plan to visit Jersey Crab Shack, definitely make sure you reserve a table ahead of time – it’s so easy to do online through their website.

We had a table right at the window and drooled over the menu for a few minutes before deciding on the crab bruschetta to share as a starter. For our main courses, Richard ordered the crab tacos and I ordered the seafood platter (I think that is what it was called). When our meals came, we couldn’t believe how generous the portions were and how great the food looked. Richard’s tacos were brimming with crab meat and my whole platter was just mouth-watering. They tasted as good as they looked, too!



After finishing our meal, we got a taxi to take us to St Aubin. We were dropped off on one end of the bay, which allowed us to continue enjoying the nice weather by walking along the bay back to St Helier and to our hotel. It was the perfect end to a wonderful Valentine’s weekend.



I would most definitely recommend Jersey to anyone considering a visit there. We loved everything about the island and are looking forward to returning in the future with our girl.


Bohemia Brilliantly Delivers

Our weekend in Jersey was well underway, and after a full day of exploring St Helier, we returned to the hotel in order to take advantage of The Club Hotel’s spa facilities. As a guest of the hotel, you are able to use the indoor salt water pool as well as the salt cabin, the experience shower, and the sauna. We really enjoyed the relaxation and the quiet of the spa, particularly the pool and the salt cabin. We didn’t book any treatments, but I had a look at the spa menu and it looked wonderful.

That evening, we had extra special plans to have a meal at Bohemia, which is the Michelin-starred restaurant in the hotel. For Valentine’s Day, they were offering an eight-course menu and we were both really looking forward to it. We arrived at the restaurant and had a seat at one of the tables in the bar. Richard ordered us drinks – a gin and tonic for him and the special Valentine’s champagne cocktail for me. We let them know we were eating in the restaurant and were brought the delicious canapés shown below. We savored these in the bar whilst we browsed the menu for the evening and soon it was time to be seated at our table in the restaurant.

jersey7Someone (ahem, Richard) couldn’t wait until I took the photo before he had his first taste!


As I mentioned in my previous post, we definitely went all out during the entire weekend and decided to do the wine pairing with the meal. We were so glad we did this. Each time a course had a wine paired with it, the sommelier came to the table to explain why he chose that wine to accompany the course. I’ve been fascinated with how wine can (or can’t) complement food since I lived in the heart of the wine-producing region in eastern Washington state, so it was fun to have a little lesson during the meal. Being that we both really like Tempranillo, we were excited to try the Tempranillo Blanco. It was definitely our favorite, and it was neat to try something which is the first of its kind.

So, that was the wine, but how was the food? I’m not sure how to accurately describe this meal, aside from saying that it truly was out of this world. I’ve never had a meal where I have sat between bites and thought about the flavors and how the ingredients went with one another. Over the course of the meal, we spent time discussing what we were tasting. It was honestly incredible with everything cooked to absolute perfection, especially the scallop and the venison.

Because the menu listed the ingredients, we found ourselves wondering how the next course would be served and what it would look like. We were never disappointed as the presentation of each course was an absolute work of art. (I knew from the outset that I wouldn’t be taking photos during the meal because I wanted to focus on being with my husband. Once we were seated, I was so glad I made that decision as it would have felt completely inappropriate.)

Quite possibly the biggest surprise of the evening was the dessert described on the menu as a Valentine’s Kiss. If I remember correctly, it was passionfruit, blood orange, and chocolate served in the shape of very realistic albeit large lips! I loved hearing the chuckles and seeing the smiles on everyone’s faces as their desserts were presented. It added an aspect of humor to the meal and I loved that, plus it was absolutely delicious.

A lot of my fondest memories involve eating at great restaurants with some of my favorite people. This meal at Bohemia has been added to those memories of mine and is most definitely one I will never forget. Yes, the food and the wine were the highlights, but the service was impeccable as well. Because of all of that, I can say that it is the best meal I have ever had. Honestly.

Bohemia is a must-visit if you are in Jersey and want to experience world-class dining at its finest.

This quote was used in one of the publications in the hotel, and I think it is a brilliant description of our experience at Bohemia:

“I dreamed about the food when I went to bed. It was a fairy-tale dinner, and Steve Smith is a magician.”

-The London Metro


A Valentine’s Weekend in Jersey

Months ago, I had seen an advert on TV for Jersey. I wondered where this stunning place was, as surely an island with crystal clear beaches was not located that close to England. A quick Google search proved how wrong I was. I made it known to Richard that I was really intrigued by Jersey and would love to visit at some point. I assumed that trip was a while away as we have a lot on in the upcoming year, but he’s sneaky, and at Christmas, he surprised me with a trip to Jersey to take place over Valentine’s Day weekend…for just the two of us!

For those of you who don’t know, Jersey is one of the Channel Islands and is located to the south of England just north of France. The island is 5 miles wide by 9 miles long and full of some of the nicest people you will ever meet. I’m not joking about the nice people, and that is saying a lot from two people who live in Yorkshire. Everyone was always up for a little chat or available to offer recommendations. We were truly blown away by their kindness and overall relaxed mentality.

We flew from Gatwick for a number of reasons I won’t bore you with, but you can just as easily fly from Leeds Bradford or Manchester. From Gatwick, the flight was about 35 minutes, so I’m guessing it would be about an hour-long flight from Leeds or Manchester. Super easy and super short. Ideal.

We arrived on Friday night to misting rain and darkness, so we could just make out that we were driving along the sea during our quick taxi ride from the airport to our hotel, The Club Hotel and Spa, in St Helier. When we arrived at the hotel, we were greeted warmly by the staff at reception. Richard had contacted them a week earlier for a restaurant recommendation for Friday night as we were eating in the hotel’s Michelin-starred restaurant on Saturday, so once they knew who we were, we were asked if we wanted them to book us a taxi to the restaurant that evening. The service was flawless from the get-go. I’d highly recommend The Club if you are looking for an adult getaway.

The rooms are spacious and extremely comfortable and fully stocked with everything you could need. When we got to the room, we were greeted with bottles of chilled water by each bed side and freshly baked shortbread. The kettle was there if we needed it and real milk for tea or coffee was only a phone call to reception away.

As I mentioned earlier, the hotel recommended a restaurant, Ormer, for us the first night and it certainly did not disappoint. I should say that we definitely splurged on this trip and went all out on food and drink. We decided from the start that we were going to spoil ourselves and that we did! Ormer was incredible. We both had fish for our mains. Richard loves dover sole, which is traditionally served on the bone, but Ormer served it off the bone in the style of a deconstructed fish pie. He was a happy man. I have such a sweet tooth and I always go for a sweet pudding at the end of a meal, but that night I ordered the cheese board and it was a nice change. I really enjoyed the selection of cheeses that I was given, plus I had a little flashback to my study abroad days in Argentina as they served a bit of dulce de membrillo or quince paste with the cheese board. Exciting!

We were super rock star that night and promptly returned to the hotel after dinner and collapsed into bed. I believe we slept for roughly 10 hours! It was such a wonderful feeling to wake up refreshed on Saturday morning.

That day we decided to wander around St Helier and check out the shops. It was a good idea as the weather wasn’t spectacular, so going in and out of the stores was the best thing for a rainy day. (Plus, it gave Richard a chance to truly enjoy carrying the ultra lovely umbrella the hotel provided us in our room. This is serious. He became a full-fledged umbrella aficionado in one day.)

We enjoyed a delicious lunch at Relish, which is this funky little deli that serves these fabulous platters. (It is also a cool shop boasting an incredible assortment of meats, cheeses, antipasti items, and wine. Honestly, we would be broke if we lived nearby as it is was such a great little place full of culinary treasures.) I had the antipasti platter and Richard chose the reuben style one – they were both delicious! The balsamic marinated onions blew both of our minds!

IMG_6597After lunch, the rain had let up a bit and we decided to stroll along St Aubin’s Bay. About 15 minutes into our walk, the light sprinkle became a full on wind and rain storm in which we were both trying to cram under the umbrella. We sought some relief from the weather in one of the little shelters along the promenade until it calmed enough for us to head back to St Helier. It did clear up once more, so we enjoyed wandering around the harbour in St Helier and gawking at the incredible boats docked there. Our walk back to hotel included a stop for a glass of wine at a bar/restaurant where we were served by quite possibly the only unfriendly person in all of Jersey.

jersey1Elizabeth Castle is seen in this photo. When the tide is out, you can walk all the way to the castle. Very cool!



Once back at the hotel, we took some time to relax as we had big plans for our Valentine’s Day meal that evening! I’ll share about the rest of our weekend in my next post. Hope you’ll come back to read about the rest of our time in Jersey!

{Plane Trip} A Parisian Proposal!

Finally, I can follow through on my promise of ‘Details to come’ from this post!

I have to admit that I knew the Brit was going to propose sometime before Valentine’s Day (because he had told me this — we are terrible at keeping secrets from each other), but I thought it would be while we were in Colorado skiing over the New Year. Well, I was wrong! He got me good!

We had planned to drive to London on Tuesday night because he had an early meeting there on Wednesday. We were planning to stay until Friday. I would just chill and enjoy London while he worked during the day. He had told me we were spending Tuesday night at a hotel in Reading, just outside of London that would provide easy access for him to get to his ‘meeting.’ We were getting closer to London and I knew we would have to turn off onto a different motorway to get to Reading. Around the time we should have turned off, he said, “I forgot to give you something before we left home,” and handed me a card. I was confused and asked if I could open it then. He said I could open it and it had a cool little artsy drawing of the Eiffel Tower on it, so I immediately knew something was up, but didn’t know what. What he wrote inside was really sweet then he handed me another envelope and I could see what appeared to be boarding passes through it. All I could say was, “What is this? Where are we going?” I opened it and was literally in shock — boarding passes to Paris!

How he kept this from me I do not know. He had it planned for nearly TWO months! He then told me, “We’re staying at a hotel at Heathrow and I took time off of work, so we can go to Paris.” My eyes were popping out of my head and I didn’t know what to say. I was seriously shocked. I have to tell you that I have been wanting the two of us to go to Paris together because I’d been once before with a friend, but I wanted to go with him since it’s all romantic and stuff. 🙂

He asked me if I wanted to know what else he had planned for us, and I couldn’t decide if I wanted to be surprised or to know, so I told him he could decide if he wanted to tell me. He did because he had been holding it all in for so long. (Only one other person knew about his plan!) He had made dinner reservations for us at Le Jules Verne, the Michelin star restaurant on the second level of the Eiffel Tower (at 125 meters or 410 feet). This was really special because we love food and great restaurants. One of our favorite things to do when we can spoil ourselves is to have a new restaurant experience, so it meant a lot to me that he wanted to include our love for fabulous food into it. And by this time, I did know he would be proposing — it just seemed logical plus because of what he had written in the card it was quite obvious!

The sun setting in Paris on our first day there.

Tourists in front of the Arc

We flew to Paris the next day and spent the whole day just walking around and smiling and being tourists. I had no idea when, during this trip, he was planning to propose, but it didn’t matter because it was the perfect day and we were both excited to be hanging out together on a mid-week break, plus we couldn’t wait for our dinner that night! We arrived at the Eiffel Tower for our reservation at Le Jules Verne about 20 minutes earlier, so we took a bunch of photos of ourselves in front of it. At night, it sparkles on the hour for about 5 minutes, so it was stunning and we were just loving life together.

Before dinner with the sparkling Eiffel Tower!

We were just enjoying ourselves so much when we got to the restaurant. Normally, we never feel out of place at a really nice restaurant, but both of us were a bit intimidated by the grandeur of this place. (That went away not long after we were seated at our table.) Our table was right at the window, so our view of Paris was spectacular because it was a perfectly clear night. We had our starters and had both been talking about our relationship and how happy we both are.

So, after they took the dishes for our starters away, we were just sitting there enjoying each other’s company and our champagne when the Brit started to talk about how happy he is, which I just thought was a continuation of our earlier conversation, but he smoothly eased it into a proposal and somehow managed to surprise me even though I knew it was coming! It was so perfect!

And, the ring?! WOW! Absolutely gorgeous — he chose so well! He had said earlier he was nervous I might start laughing when he asked because I knew it was coming, but I cried and couldn’t believe it was happening. It was all just so perfect! (Have I mentioned that it was all absolutely perfect yet?!) We were both teary-eyed and it was like we were the only ones in the restaurant even though it was packed. It was so awesome, too, because even though the servers never said a peep to us about what had just happened, it was like they knew because they left us alone for awhile before bringing over our entrees. Seriously amazing!

Having drinks at the hotel bar after our dinner!

And, that is our story! No one knew we were in Paris, so it was fun to text/call everyone and have them surprised about us being in Paris and being excited for us with the engagement! We spent the entire next day in Paris playing tourists again at the museums because the Brit wanted ‘to see some paintings.’ It was just a fabulous two days in Paris with my best friend and fiancé!

Walking to the Louvre

I'd consider this a 'painting'!

Notre Dame and its massive Christmas tree!

It was also fabulous because we we’ve had so much going on that we have really had a chance to enjoy being engaged! And, as of yesterday, we have a date and a place — the 29th of December in the Caribbean! We’re still over the moon! I  absolutely cannot wait to spend my life with such an incredible guy who makes me happier than I’ve ever been!

(Just FYI…I’m planning to write about Le Jules Verne and the hotel where we stayed in a separate post.)

{Plane Trip} Our Thanksgiving in Pennsylvania

On Wednesday, November 23rd, The Brit and I celebrated a major milestone in our relationship — our first trans-Atlantic flight together. Hooray! I’m sure you weren’t expecting that, but this was a big deal for us! We’ve had a few short European flights and domestic U.S. flights sat beside each other. We’re both so accustomed to long flights alone that we joked about how after this flight we might just end up purchasing different flights from here on out.

The verdict is in. And, I’m sure everyone is surprised to know that we really enjoyed being together! And actually, we had separate flights coming back to the UK on Sunday (it’s complicated) and I missed having him next to me. I had a few hours in Heathrow waiting for him to arrive, so when he walked through the arrivals door into the terminal, I was smiling from ear-to-ear. I’ll take that as a sign this guy has my heart. Sorry for the soppy-ness! (Here’s a fun language tidbit…I have always said ‘sappy,’ but in England, they often use ‘soppy,’ which is what the Brit says, and it’s definitely stuck for me.)

Anyway, back to our second Thanksgiving together celebrated with my family…my brother and his fiancée were nice enough to pick us up from the airport. Lucky for us, the brother took one of his ‘shortcuts’ and we missed most of the holiday traffic through the city. The Brit and I crashed not long after arriving at my parents’ house, and we were up early for the Turkey Trot 5k in my hometown. We were thankful it wasn’t freezing rain and gusting wind like last year. As usual, our super fans (aka Mom and Dad) were there to see us cross the finish line.

I'm dating a serious speed demon. He kicked my booty again this year.

Super fans!

After the race it was back to my parents’ house to help prepare for the group of 16 friends and family that was due for Thanksgiving dinner at 1 PM. Growing up, we spent Thanksgiving dinner at my grandparents’ house and Noni (my grandmother) made such a crazy amount of food. She is 100% Italian and my grandfather was 100% Ukrainian, so not only did we have the traditional turkey, mashed potatoes, green beans, corn, sweet potatoes, and cranberry sauce, BUT we also had ham, lasagna, and pierogies. As my grandparents got older, the tradition shifted and Thanksgiving dinner is now always at my mom and dad’s house, which I absolutely love. Granted, our dinner is based mainly on the more traditional Thanksgiving fare (this includes a regular cooked turkey and a deep-fried one), but we are still left with so many leftovers. It’s quite funny to see the Italian trait of making WAY TOO MUCH food passed down from generation to generation. I even catch myself doing it. I mean you don’t want to run out of anything now, do you?! Dinner was fabulous — the food and the company. It was great catching up with people we hadn’t seen since summer.

Friday brought nothing other than the Brit’s FIRST Black Friday shopping experience. I have to say that he voluntarily went along with Mom and I, and the three of us had a really fun time! Not only did we get some great deals and save loads of money on Christmas gifts, but because most of the crazies had been out at midnight when the shops opened we didn’t have any crowds to fight. It was a win for us! We were happy to have the Brit along, not only because he’s great company, but also because he was our ‘male model’ trying clothes on for my dad and brother and  he was happy to help us carry shopping bags. It was a great morning that we wrapped up with lunch before heading home.

That night, we were lucky enough to visit with one of my best friends from home, her husband, and their little boy (who both the Brit and I love to pieces). He is the sweetest. As the Brit always says, “Find out what store they got him from because that’s the kind of kid I’d love to have.” It was great to just sit and chat. It has been hard for me going from seeing them nearly every week when I was living in PA this summer to just once every few months, so I loved catching up with them.

Saturday was fairly low key for us. Prior to flying home, I had suggested to Mom that we take a family photo as I had known she had wanted one for awhile. So, I arranged the photographer (the self-timer on our camera), we determined the location (Mom and Dad’s house), and I informed the brother and ‘sister’ of this. We actually had such a fun time (mostly it was everyone laughing at me as I ran back into the frame after setting the self-timer) taking the photos as you can see below….

All of us...we clean up well!

Mom, Dad, the brother, and I

Just the two of us...the Brit and the Yank.

We tried the jumping thing a ton of times...this is the best one! So, you can see how well that went! No matter because we had a great time trying to take these ones. The brother's fiancee even managed to punch the brother in the face during one of them...hilarious!!

After our marathon photo session, we chilled and played games. We’re a wholesome family like that…until I mention that we simultaneously taste tested the pear brandy that my brother and his fiancée had made! Delish. That night, the six of us had dinner at the local Italian restaurant. I think it’s becoming tradition as the six of us went there for dinner last year on the Saturday after Thanksgiving. It’s just a nice time for us to all sit and chat after the busy-ness of the holiday.

Sunday, we had to say our goodbyes. However, it was easy leaving (well, until my mom started to cry at the airport) since we know that we only have 4 weeks until we’re back again for Christmas! This trip back for Thanksgiving truly epitomized what the holiday is about — spending time with your loved ones and making the most out of that time. Although the trip went quickly, I’m so grateful the Brit and I were able to be in Pennsylvania to celebrate Thanksgiving with my family.

I’m a very lucky girl.

{Plane Trip} Dublin, Fair City

One of my birthday gifts from the Brit was a weekend trip to Dublin, a city I’d wanted to visit for the past year. The presentation of the gift came complete with a fake Irish accent and a leprechaun hat worn quite well by the Brit. I was so excited and it gave us something to look forward to in mid-October!

Two weeks ago, we had our little getaway and the Brit’s mum and dad tagged along. The Brit took on the role of our trusty tour guide as he’s the only one who had ever visited the city. After a bit of a freak out on my part thinking we were going to miss our flight, we were on our way from Manchester to Dublin via Aer Lingus.

Friday night was really about soaking up the night life and we ventured the short 5-minute walk from our hotel, Jurys Inn Christchurch, to Temple Bar. (I highly recommend Jurys Inn hotels, which are spread across the UK and Ireland. They are typically reasonable in price, in central locations, and clean. They aren’t anything ultra-fancy, but if you are the type, like us, who spends most of your time outside of the room, then I’d suggest checking them out. A favorite Jurys Inn of ours is the one in Islington in London…perfect location right by the Angel Tube station with easy access to Kings Cross and St Pancras Stations, as well.) Those of you who know anything of Dublin know that Temple Bar area is the place to be for pints and music into the wee hours of the morning. We decided to go to the actual Temple Bar in Temple Bar. (Confused yet?!) At first glance, Temple Bar looked to be the size of our living room, but it is actually large with multiple rooms and even a courtyard area. It was rammed with people and I’m not sure how many people were crammed in there, but it sure was an experience.

Temple Bar

Cider for me, Guinness for him!

We managed to weasel through the crowds and find a table. There was a band on playing a great mix of music. Although we weren’t in the room where the band actually was, there were TVs showing the performance and the amps were cranked up loud enough for the music to be enjoyed throughout the bar. Several pints later and the four of us were feeling happy, so we wandered back out into the night in search of a midnight snack. Pretty sure the Brit’s dad is still thinking about that €4 slice of pizza from the little Lebanese cafe!

Saturday, we did a quick walk around Christchurch, which was directly across the road from our hotel, and then we were off to sample some of Ireland’s finest whiskey at the Old Jameson Distillery.

View of Christchurch from our hotel room.

Entrance to the Old Jameson Distillery

The distillery is the original one where the Jameson tradition began, but is no longer a working distillery. The tour was really informative and interesting. (Did you know the process of making whiskey starts off much like the process of brewing beer?) The tour finished off with a sample of Jameson’s whiskey. You could have it straight up, with ginger ale, with cranberry juice, or with Coke. I went for the whiskey and cranberry with a lime wedge. Hello, delicious! For someone who doesn’t claim to enjoy whiskey, this could be a drink I see myself ordering. I suggest trying it…right now. 🙂

Inside the distillery

After we finished up at Jameson, we walked to the other side of the River Liffey to check out the Guinness Storehouse. The four of us had pre-purchased our tickets online (hooray for me qualifying for the student rate!) and picked them up once we arrived. By doing this, we were able to skip the long queue of people who still had to purchase tickets and get started right away. I think I can say we were all a bit surprised when we found out it wasn’t actually a tour with a guide, but rather more of a self-guided deal through what I would call a Guinness ‘museum.’

Approaching the entrance to the Guinness Storehouse

Guinness barrels in the Storehouse

The Storehouse is massive, so working your way through it could potentially take all day. We took a few hours with a late lunch thrown in at Gilroy’s Restaurant, which is the bistro in the Storehouse. They also have other options, which are good for a quick bite or if you want some traditional pub grub. All of us enjoyed our food and my salad, a spin off of the Caesar salad, was delicious. I ate some of the Brit’s chips (aka fries) and they were equally good. Our final stop in the Storehouse was to the Gravity Bar on the top floor for our free pint of ‘the black stuff.’ The Gravity Bar offers 360-degree views of Dublin and seemed the perfect place to enjoy our pints. I was actually looking forward to trying Guinness in Dublin because I’d been told that it tastes different than what we would get in the U.S. or in England. I sort of brushed that off, but I have to agree that it did taste different and a bit lighter from the Guinness I’ve tried before. It’s still not a beer I would order on a regular basis, but I did enjoy it.

Views from the Gravity Bar

After finishing our pints and taking in the views of Dublin, we walked back to the Jurys Inn for a bit of a rest before venturing out for a drink and dinner. A friend of the Brit’s worked in Dublin previously, so he had suggested some restaurants to us. He also suggested we go for a drink at the Shelbourne Hotel, right on St Stephen’s Green. Good choice by us! I had a glass of pink champagne (it was my birthday celebration, who cares if it happened to be two months late?!) and we all enjoyed our drinks before venturing out to find a place to eat. The Shelbourne Hotel bar was the perfect place for a pre-dinner drink. I could definitely see it as the place in Dublin “to see and to be seen.” Anyone could fit in there — from business men in suit coats to women dressed in their finest little black dresses to tourists and shoppers in nicer jeans and tops. I wouldn’t recommend flat-out casual though as you might feel a bit underdressed.

Once we were all feeling sufficiently hungry, we ventured back outside to find a place to eat. We really had no idea where we were going, but knew some of the restaurants recommended to us were along this street. Luckily, before long, we came upon Harry’s Cafe, which was on the list. After a quick check of the menu, we thought this would be a good place and it was a wonderful decision. Harry’s is extremely small…maybe enough room for 30-35 people and is quite charming on the interior. The food was delicious as well. The Brit and I chose to order from the meal for 2 menu, which was basically two courses per person and a bottle of wine to share for €60, which is a pretty great deal at a nice restaurant in expensive Dublin. The four of us took our time enjoying dinner and our conversation. I think we were in there for 3 hours to enjoy each other’s company and laughing and gushing about whose dessert was the best. (I won with the white chocolate cheesecake — yesss!) Big thank you to the Brit’s mum and dad for treating us to that lovely dinner! 🙂 One cab ride later and we were back at the Jurys Inn for a night cap at the hotel bar. Truly a great way to end an even better day!

Sunday, our plane back to Manchester was leaving just after 2 PM, so we only had time for a quick walk around the city to see Dublin Castle (not as impressive as we were expecting and maybe we were expecting a bit more grand like Buckingham Palace, but we still enjoyed seeing it) and St Patrick’s Cathedral (which is grand and lovely and what I think of when I conjure up a mental image of a Catholic cathedral in Europe). Both of which were within a ten-minute walk of our hotel, so we were back in plenty of time to check out of the hotel and catch a taxi back to the airport.

The Brit standing guard outside Dublin Castle

Part of the Dublin Castle

A view of St Patrick's Cathedral

All in all, we had a wonderful little weekend break enjoying Dublin!