Temple Bar

Kimber took me out tonight to Dublin proper, the touristy bar area called Temple Bar. First we went to Elephant & Castle, where we ate chicken wings and smoked salmon sandwiches.
Then we went to the bar actually called Temple Bar (but the neighbourhood was not named after the bar, vicey-versy, the bar was named after the neighbourhood) and drank pint glasses of some cider which was very gross and made us both feel icky. We walked off the cider (and the creepy dudes) around Temple Bar, and made our way to Four Dame Lane, a bar they like. We got a bottle of wine and a corner booth, and Joe came to meet us after his long drive. We talked and laughed and had a good time. We got a taxi back to Terenure and stopped at the chipper on our way home. Mmmm, chips.
Here are the pictures I promised:
Kimber and Joe being cute and wrestling . . . .


Kimber and I being pretty . . .