The Irish bartender handed me two perfectly poured pints of Guinness. I walked over to Kim and handed her one.
It was November of last year. We were in Dublin, drinking fresh Guinness at the Storehouse gravity bar.
A perfect way to end our first day there. I was quite smitten. She was too.
The view at sunset from the Guinness Storehouse Gravity Bar.
Does Dublin get any better than this?
“Not sure if Dublin gets much better than this,” I wondered.
“Why do you say that,” Kim asked.
“I am drinking my favorite beer of all-time with the women I love at the Guinness storehouse, overlooking Dublin as the sun sets in the distance,” I explained.
“The only thing we are missing is a great U2 song right now. Wouldn’t that be something if they showed up here,” I joked?
