White Morning in Dublin

Finally the harsh wind from the Atlantics has brought snow to Dublin! Though it didn't last very long but it sure was magical. The city turned heavenly white with little snow flake showers, slippery shiny pavements, snow sprinkled trees, snow-bed grasses...it was truly a magical experience for Dubliners (at least for those who were up early as the snowfall didn't last very long). Since Ireland is not know for a snowy weather, a snowfall is quite a big deal around here even though it was a mild one and lasted only for a short while. It's like the weather hitting above 20 degree in summers for a little while and then everybody has their swimming suits out and goes straight to the beach. So let's just say a day like this, be it the sun shining at 20 degrees or the snow falling as light as shredded cotton pieces is a blessed day for Dubliners :)

Tasting Guinness

The very minute my flight landed in Dublin, all I could think of was the ever famous and Ireland’s pride ‘Guinness’! Despite the jetlag and the freeze-to-death weather of Ireland in January, I wanted to go to a pub and gulp down a big pint of Guinness. But before I could endeavour into that, I had to find a place to stay. Being a spur-of-the-moment kind of person, I didn’t plan anything ahead about my stay. I had thought I’d find a cheap motel (just like I saw in the movies) and crash for the night. How foolish of me as I found out there were no motels in Dublin and on top of that the taxi driver took me to Bewley’s hotel upon a recommendation by some old lady who suggested that Bewley’s hotel would suit me just fine. How could she do that!!!! The hotel cost me 80 euros a night. Whether my demeanour portrayed me to be a very wealthy person or she was trying to make Ireland’s economy stronger, either way I felt duped. Anyways, I decided I’d stay there only for a night and find a cheaper accommodation for the following days. So I went out that night to find a local pub to eat and have the much anticipated ‘Guinness’. I had my first Guinness and was totally in love with it. I had declared it was the best beer in the world. The roasted flavour and the crispiness blew my mind away that I ordered another pint. I was still in love with it even after the third pint but when I was down with the fourth I started to get the feeling of coffee overdose. I thought maybe I was buzzed that’s why I was feeling like that but none of the other beers I have had gave me that kind of feeling. In fact, the more I drank beers the more I wanted to drink more but that is not the same with Guinness. I have surveyed few people about this and I got similar response.

So I'd say the buzz around Guinness is sort of overrated for me and for those people whom I have surveyed (Sorry Ireland).  It's not suitable for everyone's palette including mine. Agree with me on this?