George Frederic Handel Hotel
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- Airport Transportation
- Minbar in room
- Non-smoking hotel
- Non-smoking rooms
- Breakfast Available
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... located throughout the apartment. We were located in apartment 7 on the 7th floor. It looked like each apartment had their own floor with elevator access. There were also balconies connecting the living room to the bedrooms, and a separate balcony off from the kitchen area. I will definitely try to book this location again when we return to Dublin. We rested our feet for a while, checking email and Facebook. Then set off in search of the pub our driver ...
... probably should pull back on the caffeine. I'm beginning to get stomach aches. Christ Church, Dublin Castle, Guinness storehouse, Book of Kells and a good game of cricket at Trinity College (boring game, but the participants are easy on the eyes) and a night out in an irish pub, listening to irish men sing irish music while drinking a Guinness...well, as you can imagine, I'm oozing Emerald green! The tour of the Gaol was most interesting and a very good ...
... of Cashel disappearing behind us in the rear view mirror we drove to Dublin to catch our flight back to Southampton to officially end our European leg of our 'round the world' trip, but not before Tracey had purchased an inordinate amount of Cashel blue cheese and Clonakilty black pudding. It was an amazing 10 days, we'd driven 1600km through half the counties in Ireland and we loved our time in Ireland, which is handy because we've promised all the family there that we'll be back again ...
... watched us struggle a bit to purchase our first train tickets. We were heading over to Bray for a Cliff Walk. Awesome!
We arrived in Bray and walked up the waterside to the cliff walk. 5.5 km from Bray to Greystones. Luckily we didn't do the whole thing. Almost all the way to Greystones so maybe 7-8 km walk. I need to get in better shape to do these things. I know in time it will come, but geeze did it ever kick my ass.
... my lumpy and large I-wear-your-Granddad's-clothes hipster coat. I was also trying to pretend that this task was not as anxiety-inducing as stuffing a sleeping bag back into a bag while your Eagle-Scout-for-life father looks on and mentally banishes you to a desert island.
In spite of engineering oversights, I managed to put on my rain jacket when I felt a light tap on my left shoulder.
"Is this yours?" nice-stranger-man asked.