After making our way through the parade, we made the most of the beautiful weather and walked along the Quay towards the Guinness Storehouse. This would be my second visit to the Storehouse, the first was in 2009 courtesy of a Pix.ie and a small group of photobloggers. Darren and I decided to take in the very-worthwhile tour; learning about some of the history of the drink, Arthur himself — he had 21 children with the one woman! — the Guinness factory, the brewing process as well as the branding and marketing over the years. Who really cares how a stout is brewed, but the way in which it is displayed is perfect. It is a great experience, and by the end of the tour that beautiful pint is well-earned.
In the large hall on the 2nd floor there was a band playing Irish music as well as line-dancing(?) with a stereotypical Irish entertainer, almost too stereotypical for me. However, it was here that we had our first pint of Guinness of the day and boy was it something to behold. Straight from the source it was ultimately refreshing and satisfied the craving I didn’t realise I had. During the course of the tour we had the absolutely greatest Beef & Guinness Stew in the ‘Brewers Dining Hall’. There was a vibrant atmosphere in the venue throughout the day, all levels filled with people milling about, enjoying the experience, the drinks and the view from the top, which is superb.
First pint of the day
In my own view, the Guinness Storehouse is a fun way to spend St Patrick’s Day, yeah it’s quite touristy, but much less so than the likes of wandering Temple Bar and running into drunken fools; an inevitability on this day. I did forgo my plans to continue not drinking on this day, as I had done for the 4 weeks prior, however, when my plans were civil and in the company of friends (and the drink was free) I couldn’t not.