Full days in Dublin: 4
Museums: 7 (The Little Museum of Dublin; The EPIC Immigration Museum; The Irish Whiskey Museum; Kilmainham Gaol; The Irish Famine Exhibition; Dublin Castle; Trinity College–the Library)
Visits to the excellent Dingle Whiskey Bar: 3
Trips to Nando’s: 2
Whiskeys I tried that I remembered to write down: 22 (Green Spot; Gold Spot; Dingle Whiskey; Teeling Small Batch; Writer’s Tears; The Temple Bar 12; Fercullen 14; Tullamore Dew; Powers; Bushmill’s Red Bush; Whistler Blue Note; Connemara Original; Teeling Brabarzon; Irishman; Knappogue Castle 14; Poit Dhubh 21; Dubliner; Teeling Small Batch; Benrioch 10; Liberties Oak Devil; Jameson Caskamates; Grace O’Malley)
(Best: Gold Spot. Worst: Temple Bar)
Bartenders who put so much ice in my whiskey that it just tasted like cold: 1
Whiskey shop workers who must have thought I didn’t like whiskey since they kept trying to recommend liquors and “mixing” whiskey: 1
Bartenders at the Dakota who made my night by recommending good whiskey, providing great conversations, and being concerned enough about me getting dinner to look up my hotel on his phone to see if they would still be serving by the time I got back: 1
Awful meads tried: 1 (Kinsale Atlantic Dry Mead)
Decent gins tried: 1 (Chinnery Dublin Dry Gin)
Vegetables tried: many
Quality, tasty vegetables consumed: 0
Overheard conversations in which a woman referred to eating raw red bell peppers with the same sort of disgust usually reserved for hearing about someone else’s illegal kinks: 1
Posh Hotels: 1
Awesome conferences presented at: 1
Old poems about Anubis found: 1
Terrible colds: 1
Seasons of Star Trek Discovery binged once I realized that it is accessible on Netflix when I’m overseas, when I was trying not to have a cold: 1.5
Terrible days of diarrhea: 1
Cabbies taking me to the airport who expressed a desire for my nails to rip open their shirts and rake their back during sex who totally went for a hug when helping me with the bags: 1
