We arrived in Dublin and after a delay getting to our gate, the ground crew not being prepared, waiting 30 minutes for the checked luggage to start circulating, and finding the right info desk to pick up our travel passes, we finally got to our hostel in City Centre about 2 hours after we landed. We dropped off our luggage in their baggage closet and hit the town.
Come 3:30, we stopped back to check into our room and settle in. It’s Small Meg’s first time leaving the country, but I’ve traveled a lot and I’ve actually stayed at this hostel before. Let me tell you…a lot can change in 4 years. We walked into our room and I couldn’t tell you what was there because it was pitch black. Once we finally found some light, aka my cell phone flashlight, we found 8 bunk beds crammed in a room. And 3 were occupied with people sleeping. It’s the middle of the afternoon and you’re in Ireland! Wake up! There was a small bathroom attached to the room with a toilet and a small shower that had no walls or curtain. We found our assigned beds, locked our bags in the storage units, and left to continue our explorations (only after accidentally sitting in a group meeting in the common room with a large group of Germans. The only thing we could distinguish was “whiskey tasting” and that there was a vote taken through raising of hands.)
We returned again at 8:30, after a few drinks of course. Everyone was awake this time, and 2 new girls were there. We kept to ourselves as we removed our bags from that same storage unit. We gathered all of our belongings and walked out the door. We dropped our keys at the front desk and got a very strange look from the man who had checked us in just 5 hours ago. We said goodbye and ran out the door.
Now we’re sitting in our 5 star hotel room.
Lesson of the day: when it comes to hotel rooms, spend the extra money.