It all started here (above). Some random bar/restaurant in Temple Bar whose name I can not remember.
Midway through the meal, the hubbie recognizes that this is not, in fact, the famed “Temple Bar” that we have heard about. So we ask our friendly waitress how we might find our way there.
Well, “Through the Cobblestones” of course.
She directed us out the front door, to the left and “through the cobblestones.” I couldn’t help but giggle and think of a line from one of my recent favorite movies (Get Him to the Greek)- “What is this, Middle Earth?”
The Cobblestones? Really?
But I will go with that. Full heart. I love spatial areas coined and preceded by “The” so it makes perfect sense to me.
As we entered The Cobblestones, we came across The Bar with The Santas
They were very excited about getting their photo taken and even were shouting about The Facebook while I was clicking away.
The Temple Bar
It was well worth a journey through The Cobblestones