211) Trinity Bar of Dame Street, D2

Labyrinthine car accident – its proximity to Temple Bar should have given us a hint as to what to expect, but we were in a completist mood. Two pints of Guinness will cost you twelve euros, fuck you very much – at last count, no doubt gone up since. (There are few pub sensations more demoralizing than the transformation of twenty euros into eight). Perhaps if one was more moneyed one might find a charm in sitting outside on a sunny day, enjoying passing traffic – but this is going to lengths, vainly seeking merit in a cesspit. Don’t confuse this self-proclaimed ‘Gastro Sports Bar’ with the private pub for hire ‘The Trinity Inn’ on Pearse Street.

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