Easter, PM

After a wet, wet, walk to Connolly Station in Dublin — it was pouring rain, we walked because the post-parade traffic was absolute gridlock, and Google Maps failed miserably and directed us to the employee parking lot instead of the station entrance — we settled into train life and headed north to Belfast. Well, after kicking people out of our reserved seats, because apparently attendants were telling people to sit anywhere without a name, totally ignoring the fact that you can opt to have your ticket number instead of your name indicate your seat.

Belfast Central Station was just a short distance from the hotel, so we walked over and checked in.

We had a great view from our room, and the weather had cleared up.

One of the perks with our reservation at the Hilton Belfast was access to the Executive Lounge, with free drinks, newspapers, wi-fi, breakfast, and happy hour canapés every evening.

It was a nice surprise and a great bonus — a relaxing place to hang out and recharge between events.

The clouds started rolling through again, but the sunny spells held off any rain.

You could see Black Mountain towering over the city from our room as well, and just make out the different messages that appeared each morning. They’re still pretty controversial, a vestige of the city not too many years ago. The one in the photo above reads “Honour Ireland’s Dead.”

It was Easter, so most places closed early, but there were a few open until 10pm, including the beautiful hotel bar at Malmaison just down the street. It’s close to the waterfront, and the prices are reasonable, so we may try out the hotel next time.

The food was quality as well: upgraded pub food like the Asian-inspired wings and tempura battered onion rings.

They also had an inventive cocktail program, something I didn’t expect to see. The whiskey sour above was really interesting.


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