The Dubliner: Washington, D.C.'s Own 'Emerald Isle'
Ahh, Washington, D.C. in the fall. Crisp monuments framed by changing leaves, fewer tourists, and local beer festivals. It’s great; but hoping for something better? How about Ireland in the fall? After marauding across the countryside, a tired traveler can duck into a lively pub for a pint and good company... Yes, please take me there!
One of my good friends was fortunate enough to leave for a vacation to the Emerald Isle last week and I was left here in D.C., wishing I could join her. She was kind enough to email me gorgeous pictures of her adventures and travels—and give me a blow-by-blow account of her Guinness Factory Tour-- I was left dreaming of Guinness, fantastic scenery, and cozy pubs.
But dreams are just dreams. I needed more.
I went in search of my own piece of Ireland here in the capital and was reminded of an old favorite: The Dubliner.