Pints, a Cemetery and a Man from Castleblayney

Quick thoughts from a busy 24 hours in Dublin.

As the boys have gotten into the GAA more, the desire for jerseys has increased exponentially. We visited the O'Neill's shop in Enniskillen last summer and made sure we hit the Dublin store this time. A good few finds with the discount racks being a a big hit. Definitely a cab ride out of the City Centre but recommended.

I think high expectations are generally a bad thing because they never seem to be met but our lunch in Dublin feature an exception. 

I'll leave it to Cassie Stokes and the good people of Dublin to expand more on John Kavanaugh's (aka The Grave Diggers) but it just might be the best Guinness I've ever had. Solid lunch and location adjacent to the gates of the historic Glasnevin Cemetery (hence the nickname) allows a chance to walk off the pints and visit the graves of the most important figures of the 1916 Rising and the independence movement. 

Pints and a cemetery might just be the most Irish thing ever.

Pints

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After dinner, as we dragged our tired bodies back to the hotel, a booming voice grabbed our attention.

"COME ON MONAGHAN!"

The voice came from a man walking home from work at a construction site. He saw the boys in their Monaghan gear and gave us a shout. We learned he was from Castleblayney originally but was now working in Dublin. He has been a the Athletic Grounds for the Derry match and shared the general sentiment circling the match: sure Armagh were favored but so were Derry. He'll be on a bus back home after work on Saturday and will be at the match on Sunday.

We're on that bus now (earlie than our Castleblayney friend), churning up the M1 on the way to Monaghan town and then Clones where in addition to catching up with family there will be...pints and a cemetery.

As I was saying....