Mr. Tubbs, Grubs and Pubs

The staples to every weekend.

Babs wheelin it

"Oh my gosh where are you guys going?!?" As we wheel ourselves out of Blackhall's high security facility (almost prison-esque) on a Saturday morning, it would be a easy mistake to assume that we were going out of town for the weekend: maybe London, maybe Rome, maybe even Paris... but most likely just 6 blocks down the river to Mr. Tubbs Launderette for about an hour. After giving the laundry facility here at our classy apartments a more than fair try, we decided that spending 15 euro for 2 loads of laundry at Mr. Tubbs was entirely worth it because it only took an hour and our clothes were dryer than the Sahara. This "facility" in the dark lonely basement of our apartment building (next to a underground parking garage...) is comprised of 2 washers the size of my face and 1 dryer (which I am convinced is also a washer). Last time we did laundry there right before our trip to Northern Ireland, my clothes sat out after coming out of the dryer that entire weekend in my room and were not completely dry when I got back... WHAT. SOooo yea, I have to put my clothes into an oversized metallic silver 4 wheel drive suitcase that I fondly call the Tin Man and wheel them 10 minutes down the bumpy, cobblestone road to a miracle man named Mr. Tubbs. And yea, I have to pay 7 baguettes worth at Londis for these clean, dry clothes but hey, who's going to be friends with a smelly wrinkly looking girl? So we sit (eating cookies)... watching our euros wash away...

All that laundry sure did work up a nice appetite for us... so why not trash the kitchen once again with a great fajita feast complete with fried cinnamon tortillas filled with fruit for dessert?? When in Rome...? And when a girl's got clean clothes she's gotta go out to the pub! Sadly enough my favorite part of going out is seeing how many different coasters I can collect... so you could guess how excited I was today at lunch in Malehide when I found not just ONE new coaster but FOUR that go together!! GOLD MINE.

Ok so now that I've really looked at it I realize that I accidentally took 3 of the same one, therefor there are 2 missing pieces to the puzzle.... BUT it's still cool (right?). Whatever... I'm just happy to have one free hobby.

So once we worry about the Tubbs, Grubs and Pubs, we decide what other elements we're going to throw in there to mix it up a bit... maybe a castle or two, a sports game (the italy versus ireland rugby game was today... the amount of crazy green leprechauns flooding this city was remarkable... ireland won no big deallll), a museum or something random that we get in Genevieve's weekly to-do emails. This weekend's "mixer" was a little trip to Malehide, a small coastal town about 30 minutes north of here. We saw the castle (with a few lame peacocks walking around hiding their feathers), had lunch at a nice little pub where I scored the coasters, and strolled around the town for a little, touched the irish sea and DARTed back to Dubs

The Malehide Castle... under construction but still pretty

The Malehide Castle Playground (I spent more time here than the actual castle)

The castle peacocks (which I watched for a solid 5 minutes while making animal noises at in hopes of a little feather show... nothin.)

The gorgeous view of the coast after sunset... time to call it a day

k bye! :)