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Wow, wow, wow. I’ve been taking my girlfriend on a whirlwind tour of the UK and Ireland, Dublin was up next and being an Irishman I wanted some wow factor to impress her, step up Buswell’s Hotel. You guys blew me away!

I always considered myself a bit of a modernists actually, and I’ve loved staying in tech’ed-up hotels around the world, lounging on complimentary iPads or clapping my hands for the curtains to draw but Buswell’s showed me a whole different side, and one that I absolutely cherised. This stint in a few old-school hotels in the UK and Ireland has really changed my opinion, I think they’ve won me over.

So I walked into the lobby of the hotel to check in and immediately I was bowled over by the old world charm, open fireplaces, wooden floors, super high ceilings. The room wasn’t quite ready which was to be expected considering it was only 10.30am, but with famous Irish hospitality they issed both Jaa and I a voucher for coffee, tea and buns in the traditional cafe and bar area.

After spending the day at the Guiness factory (queue my girlfriend stumbling down O’Connell thanks to the one complimentary pint you get for finishing the tour!), visiting Ireland’s oldest pub for dinner and doing a spot of shopping we headed back to the hotel to get changed.

The room was fully ready now, and once we got shown to our room I could quickly see what my buddy old James Joyce used to stay here back in the day. Europeans, like myself, will of course appreciate a beautiful, traditional room with a real fireplace and bathtub, but for North Americans, Asians, Australians etc then this is just perfection.

It felt like I’d just stepped into an Oscar Wilde play, and even though the hotel itself is ‘only’ a 3 star rating, that’s clearly down to a lack of pool and gym because the whole place carries an air of opulence, that can’t fail but to make you feel like a VIP lounging in the room.

After swinging back out for a few Guinesses that evening, I woke up the next morning with a dusty head. I was praying for a quality Irish breakfast! As if I had any reason to doubt. Top, top breakfast – a fresh, delicious continental buffet with a la carte hot Irish breakfast as part of the room rate. Perfection.

The location of the hotel was excellent too, slap bang in the middle of Dublin. So much so that throughout my 2 days there I didn’t take any public transport at all. From the bus station which I arrived in, I walked 15 minutes to the hotel. And then all the sight-seeing we did was all within a 30 minute stroll.

When I had told my mum that I had planned to take Jaa to  Buswelll’s Hotel she thought the I was in the wrong demographic to be staying there, and surely with the hotel’s proximity to the Irish parliament there are a fair chunk of older ‘more important’ people than me, sitting there in my flipflops. But to me this just added to the grandeur of the whole event. I loved it, and I’ll definitely back when I’m next in Dublin. Happy travels!