Dublin, Guinness, and mouth ulcers, oh my!

Anyone who knows me knows I can’t resist an alcoholic beverage. It kind of comes with the territory when you have both Irish and Italian blood.

Last weekend I visited Dublin with my dad. His mom was born there and came over to England in the 50s to work on the buses.  He’s only ever visited once, as a child. I visited last year with my friends and loved it, so when I realised I had two days of holiday left for this financial year, I booked an impromptu trip back there with my dad.