An enlightened name for a pub next to a canal. The canal I refer to is the one marking the official border between South Central Dublin and the suburbs. It also seems that this is as far as certain country folk are willing to venture into Dublin. The Barge seemed to be filled with Culchies. Still, great atmosphere, and the bar stays open to 2:30pm. For what to do after this, see 'Taj Mahal' under restaurants.
An indian restuarant sitting the south side (or behind) the Bleeding Horse, at the top of George's street. It's not mentioned here for it's culinary expertise, but for the fact that it's one of only two places in Dublin where one may get hold of a Cobra and a Vindaloo at 5am. How do I know this? You should see the rennies I'm getting through today...
A small nightclub that is utterly empty, until the pub upstairs shuts it's tills (see Dicey Rileys). Once this happens, the customers migrate downstairs and suddenly get it into their heads that all dancing at the same time on the tiny dance floor is a REALLY good idea. The place may be small, but actually quite fun. Yeah, I like it.
This pub has one huge thing going for it, especially when the government over here are considering banning smoking in the pubs next year. It's one of the few pubs within walking distance of temple bar with a beer garden. This place has the potential therefore to be the only pub with anyone drinking in it come January. It also sit's on top of a nightclub called the Vatican. Both places can get quite......interesting, as the typical evening in Dublin progresses.
I have to admit to not having made my mind up about this place. It's not half as exclusive as it makes out, but then again, I'd say it was the best place for a 30 or 40 something well-to-do guy to strut his stuff in front of an appreciative (if not slightly younger) female audience. I'm going to pop in on Sunday night and will promise to get off the fence regards this place. Watch this space.
Oh dear. Amusing plays on the name of this place. Copper Stained Cacks, Slapper Faced Jacks etc etc. It's open until 2:30am, and is unique in that you are more or less guaranteed to be amorously approched in the toilets (they once tried to designate Male and Female toilets, but it never caught on). This place is targeted by folk from outside Dublin. Pratical upshot is that people are nicer (to begin with), get drunk quicker, and are more likely to disrobe on demand. Give me the honesty in Copper Faced Jacks than Club 92 anytime.........
This is the sort of place frequented by girls that tend to close the stable door after sex. Yes, you guessed it. This is the home of the equestrian social set. Undeniably the prettiest people from the South side of Dublin flock (or 'herd', even) here to stand in public and studiously ignore everyone they perceive to be below their level on the food chain. Club 92 is so called as 92 times out of 100 you're going to crash and burn when talking to the fairer sex. Unless of course daddy owns Ulsterbank.........oh wait, the Scots have that, don't they. Eye-candy heaven though....