Murphy’s B & B

Quite an interesting story about this place (or at least I find it to be interesting). Earlier in the day I had been at the Cliffs Of Moher. Amazing by the way. On my way back, using navigation, this lead me thru the longest supposed 3 hr drive. In fact it took about 6+ because it took me to a ferry which I refused to use.
So once I arrived in Dingle, it was drizzly, foggy, dark and after hours. I tried a few B&B’s and no one would answer their door. So I stumbled upon this place. It was a pub and my concern was no rooms available. The bartender brought over a Guinness and a room key… best…combo…ever…after a day of driving and being exhausted. The best part is the place was supposed to be closed and when you stay at their B&B they will stay open for guests… turned out to be a delicious couple of Guinness’ and a friendly bartender.
The place itself was your typical Irish pub style complete with loud conversation, lots of laughter and friendly locals.
Room was comfortable and had a shower and toilet and more importantly a bed… price was right on with the rest of Ireland but the best part was waking up the next day (mind you, you can see nothing in the distance when we arrived), pulling the curtains and seeing the magnificent view of Dingle bay… it was breath taking… and also walking downstairs at 8am and being able to have a Guinness didn’t hurt either.

Alas, the quaint fishing town where my spirit still resides, walking the narrow streets, dancing the jig with the locals. My cheeks are still rosy from all the whiskey shots and cider ale I drank.
Murphy’s B & B boasts view of the harbor and is situated above a popular pub and restaurant. Don’t be swayed by the fact they are above a pub, my friend and I both got restful sleep each night and never heard any of the pub noise downstairs. I arrived on a chilly windy day, with a 100 pound suitcase and a killer hangover. The host, aka Mr. Bartender, gave my friend and I our room key and offered to find us a guy to help schlep our massive monstrosities up the narrow stairs. We happily obliged.
I am sure the guy thought we attempted to pack the rocks of Giant’s Causeway in our loads, but sadly this was not the case. Us girls are just horrible packers.
After the three of us nearly suffered a heart attack bringing the luggage up the stairs, my friend and I were overcome with emotion to see a huge room with two big comfy beds.
The bathroom was small and quaint, but perfect just for two. However, I was planning on living in the pubs for the weekend, not the bathroom. It sounds like a oxymoron, I know, but somehow I managed not to make out with the toilet bowl during our stay.
The full Irish breakfast each morning was better then average. I also learned here, in Ireland, that hard-​boiled eggs aren’t really hard-​boiled. They are only cooked on the outside to deceive you, but are still yolkey in the middle. I made quite a mess my first time.
Everyone we encountered at Murphy’s B & B was extremely friendly and helpful. I can’t wait to settle into another comfy room at Murphy’s B & B again, and next time I’ll leave my heart-​attack inducing luggage at home.