Following dinner, we headed next door to Bentley’s pub. Here, we repeated our earlier quaffing of a shot of Jameson’s, chased by a pint of Guinness. Here’s the thing, we are NOT big drinkers. Problem is, when two people who don’t get out much, have a couple of shots and a pint before dinner and then a couple of glasses of red wine with it and then return to the first location where the ambience is all-Irish and the nostalgia is rising and talk of absent family and the pursuit of creative endeavours is being bandied about, it’s very easy to order another round and get quite giddy with it.
Here’s the evidence:
Dead soldiers and dart-flytes/ Scores…Kat wins!
Our waitress (Susan Sarandon?)/ Another Ladies’ Room
Here are some shots of the luxurious space where we got to sleep it off. This is perhaps the most comfortable bed I’ve ever slept in. It was immense! I felt like Queen Elizabeth I sunken into its massive mattress, under the top-quality duvet, my head cradled by the softest, squishiest pillow imaginable.
Under the canopy/ Luxury suite (that’s a jacuzzi tub behind the low wall).
Here’s me, putting last night’s post online (painstakingly to avoid spelling errors – not an easy task after indulging).
Lots of water, an apple, some Tylenol and more water got me through the night, but by morning, my head felt like it was in a vice! No whiskey cake will be made in this house for St. Patrick’s Day this year!
The haul: $24 for $280 worth of books! Excellent! We also listened to a fantastic cd from the en suite collection, by Harry Manx on Dog my Cat records. Manx is a Canadian-based blues-singer who explores Indian ragas in his music. We fell in love with it immediately and when we got home today, Kevin went right out and found a copy in a store downtown. I urge you to have a listen on the website.
We enjoyed ourselves so much and the room was fantastic so we’ve booked the same one again in the Mercer Hall Inn for our 15th wedding anniversary and my 48th birthday, in June. We also headed over to the Festival Theatre (Stratford, Ontario is famous for its productions of Shakespeare’s works) and we booked some tickets to see an evening performance of Julius Caesar. It’s going to be splendid! (Coincidentally, tomorrow is the Ides of March.)
The Tin Man? No, the Bard./ Festival Theatre, Stratford, Ontario.