A day in Dublin! ๐Ÿ›ฃ๐Ÿš„๐ŸŽ„

Hi everyone! How are you today? On Sunday I travelled up to Dublin with my sister and her friend! We planned on doing some Christmas shopping but none of us bought anything in the end apart from dinner ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‚ (this present thing is DIFF-I-CULT! ๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿ˜‚). Nevertheless aside from a few mishaps (which have provided me with this post! ๐Ÿ˜‰) we had a lovely time together up there!

Dad drove us up there (my sister and her friend, who we picked up first as she lives in another county and met halfway ๐Ÿ˜‚ would have gone up on a train/bus had I not felt up to going but with Dad coming if I didn’t feel well during our shopping I would be able to go back to the car and not make a long uncomfortable journey with the pain so that eased my worry about flare-ups as I didn’t want to ruin it for everyone else). My sister had told me if at any time I felt sick I was to nudge her if I didn’t feel comfortable saying it so everything was planned! 

We parked in a car park facing Phoenix Park and it was freezing as we walked down to the Luas which was an experience in itself as I have only ever been on a train once before and I would not have even known that had festive pictures not been taken so this was all very new to me! ๐Ÿ˜‚ Perhaps I should start by telling you that I nearly got myself killed by not holding on to the bar/pole on time as the train sped off and I clung to my sister for dear life (who had nothing to hold onto as there was no space for her to reach a bar ๐Ÿ™). The Luas was horrible, you’re packed in like an animal with nowhere to move and there’s no bloody oxygen so although I wanted warmth as it was freezing outside I certainly did not ask for body warmth and no air! ๐Ÿ˜‚ (but of course this is only mine..and most probably the majority’s opinion! ๐Ÿ˜‚). Plus seeing as we didn’t buy anything on the day I’m glad I’ve got my ticket as a souvenir as I’ve honestly wanted to go on a train for so long! ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ˜‚ (Will be a while before I want for something like that again! ๐Ÿ˜‚). 

The last time I went shopping in Dublin I was on a school trip and very nearly got ran over by the Luas so maybe I should just steer clear of it from now on!? ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ˜‚ It annoyed me how when a seat was free on the train I felt like I couldn’t sit on it as my pain can’t be seen aside from the fatigue side and so I was afraid incase it looked like I wasn’t worthy of it even though I felt like a massive amount of ๐Ÿ’ฉ (if you’ll excuse the emoji! ๐Ÿ˜‚). I know that not holding back on sitting down would surely have made the pain I’m feeling right now a lot less than it is ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™

The Luas brought us into the city centre and from there we walked through the Jervis shopping centre in order to get out onto O’Connell Street which had up all of it’s marvelous Christmas decorations! (I was too scared to pause and take my phone out to get pictures incase it was either grabbed ๐Ÿ˜‚, dropped as people were pushing and shoving or I loosed my sister and her friend as it was packed and felt like people would walk on your face if they had no other option ๐Ÿ˜‚ It was more busy than any place I’ve ever been before (including London!). It was diverse so not entirely uncomfortable but not what I’m used to (I’m beginning to think I’ve gotten used to being uncomfortable as although where I live it’s not as busy it also isn’t diverse so Dublin and my county are kinda opposites that I can’t decide between. I suppose nowhere is perfect although being out surrounded by so many people made me automatically think that if I could somehow bring myself to handle this I could handle what I usually refer to as busy! Twas a day of learning! ๐Ÿ˜‚).

The first shop we went in was Penney’s which I was surprised wasn’t the only one we passed ๐Ÿ˜‚ but again we didn’t want to get lost so didn’t rummage like we usually would or else there would be a small haul coming your way (or maybe not as I would feel guilty buying something for myself around Christmas time…apart from Saturday when I got a Christmas jumper in tesco but that’s mandatory, and it was unplanned but I’ll wear it next year too and the year after that! ๐Ÿ˜‚ I wore it in Dublin for a little bit of confidence and it did the trick! ๐Ÿ˜‚).

We then walked past a really good busker but I think he was in the wrong place for it as he was standing directly facing an Ann Summer’s store so no one would stop to listen for fear of being caught staring at bra’s ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜‚. We then went into Pull and Bear and I saw a gorgeous coat that was cream but had a kind of tartan design ๐Ÿ˜. 

Walking down the cobbles (that it took all of my willpower not to trip up on ๐Ÿ˜‚) I pointed out Lush store and said “there’s lush!!” to which my sister exclaimed “where!?” and did a full 360 before the shop was located and we moved in on the target ๐Ÿ˜‚ if you’ve ever done a post on a lush product, I’ve probably read it, envied you and wanted to find a store ๐Ÿ˜‚ (as there are none down where I live or anywhere near in fact) and inside was magical! It wasn’t a massive store but I’m sure my eyes only took in a small portion of it as there were a lot of people in there. I breathed and focused on the products as it was a bit much as usually when you’re on a busy road you can find the shop you need, escape from the madness and not expect it to be full to the brim with people but inside of all of the shops was just as bad as the outside ๐Ÿ™ˆ where people walk straight into you meaning you have to dodge and then hear someone else make out that you’re in their way after they attempt to cut across you. It’s bizarre how people think they own a pathway and can treat you however they please (little things show who they truly are)….In my mind I gave them a piece of my mind ๐Ÿ˜‚. 

In Lush I could feel myself getting tense fearing a flare up of a migraine and I was sore and numb from all the walking. We spent longer in Lush than we did in Penney’s but decided to leave after the 10th person who worked there asked us if we were looking for anything in particular as they weren’t giving us any time to actually look at the stuff ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ˜‚ they were lovely but I don’t think so many people needed to be working there as they became confused as to who had already been approached and the products would have sold themselves they looked and smelt so gorgeous ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‚

We looked around a couple of other shops (which included a bookstore that I looked for books that could be bought as presents of course! ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‚) and then we went off in search of food as we were starving but it was difficult to find a place that served gluten free food for my sister as well as dairy free that would cater to both of our needs (do you know any reasonably priced places in Dublin that are good with their food when it comes to allergies? Please let me know for next time!…we didn’t have time to go to the Disney store so there’s gonna be a next time! ๐Ÿ˜‚). 

In the end we found an Indian restaurant on Temple street called Sitar which was delicious! ๐Ÿ˜‹ If not slightly overpriced which explains why we were the only ones in there and also why the service was amazing now I think about it ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿ˜‚ I was going to just get myself an appetizer but then I thought you’re only here once so why don’t you get a main too! ๐Ÿ˜‚

They gave us papadums with a selection of sauces to try out and I had onion bhaji’s as my starter and a mild curry that I couldn’t even pronounce at the time but was yummy with naan bread! ๐Ÿ˜‹ They were very accommodating in regards to my sister being a coeliac and you could tell they wanted her to enjoy her dinner and not disagree with any of the food which was great although as it set in, later I found that I have food poisoning ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ™ˆ

While we sat and ate, a load of people would walk by every so often dressed as if they were going to a convention and it was fun figuring out who they were (my favourite was Woody Woodpecker) although we saw a rather sad looking buzz light-year on our way out sitting with his head in his hands in the doorway of a pub who’s costume had to be the winner! ๐Ÿ˜‚ Although I came to the conclusion that he must not have been invited to the party ๐Ÿ™ˆ
After that we knew we had to get back to the car as the carpark was closing at 6pm and it was ten to already so we got a taxi (but not before we all took a selfie together and I could take this photo! ๐Ÿ˜‚).

Originally the taxi was to take us a short distance from the carpark so we could enjoy the scenic walkway we had traveled earlier but my legs had been burning all day so we got dropped off straight outside the carpark instead before driving home! (As my sister’s friend stayed the night!).

Since then my arms have felt numb (even though I didn’t use them ๐Ÿ˜‚) and my legs have been so painful and bruised and I’m finding it hard to walk (this flare-up is one of the many I have come to expect when I’m able to get out and do things or just randomly and will probably last a couple of weeks if not a month)(I have also definetly gotten food poisoning from the restaurant! ๐Ÿ˜ซ I can’t help but laugh about this one as nearing the end of the curry I remarked it tasted a bit off but by then it was too late ๐Ÿ˜‚). This changes my perspective on our trip, keeping in mind the nice parts but making allowances to lessen the bad parts is helping us formulate our next trip up to Dublin in regards to closer parking nearer to the shops we want to visit so there will be less walking on my part and the Luas hopefully won’t have to be an option! ๐Ÿ˜‚

Thank you for reading! ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ’— Looking back on this post I can see I was brutally honest about how more bad things probably happened than good so it’s weird to call it “a lovely time” but it got me out of my comfort zone and if some not so nice stuff had to happen for that than so be it! ๐Ÿ˜‚ Are there any places you recommend I visit in Dublin next time I’m up there? Have a lovely day!

23 Comments

    1. Thank you!! ๐Ÿ’• I thought I was the only one who thought it was bad yet I didn’t want to bash them about it ๐Ÿ˜‚ it’s annoying because it would have been nice to pick up something festive there yet it was mad and not really thought out well

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