Go pub crawling in Dublin

“On our first Sunday living in Dublin, I spent the day roaming the city with my partner-in-crime, Amy. After a stroll along the Liffey, we stumbled upon The Brazen Head, which is Ireland’s rumored oldest pub. Here, we settled in at a corner table and ordered a pint of Guinness and a traditional lunch. When a band started playing folk songs in front of the fireplace, I knew it. I was officially and wholeheartedly in love with Ireland.”

“Like all good Irish pub crawls, it was time for our first unscheduled stop. As we walked down along Dawson Street, Emma pointed out The Dawson Lounge, the city’s smallest pub and a place I never had a chance to visit during all my time there. We felt obliged to make our way down for a pint and managed to find enough elbow room in a dark corner to enjoy a drink (or two).”