When I think of Dublin, I remember:

* "Dirty old Town" at the Auld dubliner with a free round of beer our first night in Temple Bar

* Harold's Cross greyhound racing

* Abrakebabra's glass-like fish & chips that claimed our fork spokes as their bitches

* Driving through the rolling hills of Ireland with expansive views and beautiful green everywhere

* Driving through the hell that is Dublin's city center with street signs on buildings after the intersections

* Underwelming breakfast at the Othello hostel

* Irish stand up comedy, peppered with George bush humor

* A free round of Guinness at the end of the tour! (two free rounds!)