I’m going to preface this blog post by saying it’s not going to do Ireland justice. I visited 3 cities in this majestic, green country, and to lump all 3 into one post is a travesty – I’m aware. Without diving too far into the nitty-gritties of the situation, let’s just say I ventured to Ireland at the wrong time of my life and very much with the wrong person. As beautiful as this country is, there is unfortunately a certain layer of heartache that comes up whenever I look at the few and far between photos I possess from this trip. To be honest, that is probably the main reason it’s taken me nearly two years to write this post.
So why create this post at all? A couple reasons – one, I’d like to begin to chip away at the emotional equivalent of a marble slab that has come to encase this particular chapter of my life, and two – I hope to use the handful of good memories from this trip as a catalyst to inspire my next journey. After all – you take the good, you take the bad, you take them both and there you have…your second trip to Ireland.
Yeah. I’m pretty sure that’s how that song goes…
Argue all you want, but my vote is in – the best fish and chips in the UK is at Leo Burdock’s. Yup, that’s right – I’d pit Leo’s against the best fish and chips in England, Wales, and Scotland, and guarantee it would still come out on top. (And in case you’re curious – yes, I have actually enjoyed fish and chips in each of those countries #majorlifegoalachieved #needtoreevaluatelifegoals).
Leo Burdock’s is everything I’ve ever wanted in a Fish and Chips shop. It’s cheap, easy, quick, convenient, and uncomplicated. You get a massive slice of fish and a ridiculous portion of perfectly warm and crispy chips. Best of all? Your meal is prepped to order and wrapped in paper so that your food never goes soggy.
Leo Burdock’s…I’m telling you, I’m all in.
Would you believe me if I told you that the first Guinness I ever drank was at the top of the Guinness Factory in Dublin? Well you should…mostly, because it’s the truth, but also because…who would lie about such a thing?!
Yes, my first experience with the infamous stout was the one I hand poured for myself (after learning the proper technique of course
