To my surprise the next morning I did have just a little bit of a hangover. I had been assured by my hosts that the delicious herbal chasers that accompanied the Guiness were purely medicinal and designed to smooth the stomach and clear the head. They were called Bushmills or something
like that? Very nice.
I firstly jogged around St Stephens Green which is a perfect City centre park full of history. Then under Fusilier's Arch and down Grafton Street. At bottom is entrance to Trinity College where I did a quick circuit around the lawns. Along O'Connell Street and across the bridge to the famous General Post Office which was the head quarters of the rebels during the Easter Uprising 1916. There you can indeed still see what appears to be bullet marks on the outside columns.
Back across the river by a different bridge then to the hotel via side streets only getting lost once or twice.