Pub Crawl

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We visited so many pubs in Ireland that I forgot which one this could be. Typically the older established pubs would have brown sooty walls stained from centuries of smoking patrons and a smoky peat fireplace. A couple other things I noticed about the pubs was that they usually had a photo of JFK on a wall and a smattering of postcards framing the back of the bar.

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President Kennedy, being of Irish descent, was also considered a “favorite son” in most of the counties throughout the Emerald Isle. Often times you’d see a local toasting his favorite son, sometimes many times over.

A few of my favorite pubs were on the west side if the island in the grand town of Dingle. Here the pubs were disguised as a hardware storefront during the day and when “store hours” were over, transform into a down and dirty pub. Hen parties* would flock into Dingle on weekends when the Irish whiskey and Guinness flowed like a river and the noted Irish “gift of gab” rippled through town from pub, to pub, to pub. Otherwise known as the pub crawl.

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And even though we met many locals who never even strayed away from their home county (or country), there were the regular publicans who traveled further that would send a postcard to establish their loyalty for that particular pub.

So as long as I don’t remember the name of this pub, I’ll just call it The Postcard Pub. Brilliant!

Cheers!

 *hen party: the Irish version of our bachelorette party.

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We are a couple who took the first step toward a life of traveling in May, 2015. Staying within the continental US, we amp'd the adventure-factor by traveling in a VW Vanagon, circa 1985. Our mission is to share irresistible and compelling stories conceived from this lifestyle of travel.