The Giant’s Causeway

Giant's Causeway, Friends

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R has been my best friend since secondary school. We don’t see enough of each other these days unfortunately, but she’s always game for a silly jaunt somewhere and was more than happy to accompany me on my 30 before 30 quest to see more of the UK.

Our weekend started, as all good weekends should, with tea and cake. We spent some time gossiping and people watching before making our way to the hostel to leave our bags since it was too early to check in.

I’ve stayed in a lot of hostels in my time and unfortunately, Lagan Backpackers was one of the more disappointing ones. Not informing your customers that your hostel is undergoing construction and there are only two toilets for the entire building? Not cool. One of those two toilets having no working lock? Even less cool! Our room was reasonably comfortable but the communal areas felt very scrubby. Luckily we weren’t planning on spending much time there beyond sleeping.

R got some recommendations for things to do from her Northern Irish boss, of which a Black Cab Tour was a must. Our guide was passionate about the history of the city and I left feeling I had a better understanding of The Troubles, but man, humans can be such animals to each other. It was an upsetting couple of hours but I’m glad we went.

Belfast Black Cab Tour

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For the main event of the weekend, I had initially planned that we would hire a car and drive up to the causeway ourselves. However, knowing that I’d be tired after a long work week I looked into other, lazier options. I found a Groupon for a bus tour and £25 later had two vouchers in my possession. I was a bit apprehensive about the quality of the tour after having read some reviews online but I needn’t have worried. The bus was on time and the driver entertaining. Somehow the clouds aligned and only spat out their rain when we were safely on the bus between sights.

We went to the Carrick-a-Rede rope bridge first and had an hour to walk around.

Carrick-a-Rede Rope Bridge

After a quick lunch stop it was time for the causeway.

Giant's Causeway Up Close

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The Giant’s Causeway lived up to expectations. The weather helped, it was moody and atmospheric. I still find it hard to believe someone hasn’t hand chiselled those columns!

Giant's Causeway, Details

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I signed us up for afternoon tea at the Titanic museum on our last day. The museum bills itself as a world class tourist destination which, I must admit, I was a bit sceptical about. But throw in cake and a replica Titanic dining room and I’m there. R, not being the afternoon tea connoisseur I like to think I am, was a initially unsure of the idea fearing it was a fusty, boring activity but she loved it. Obviously. I don’t know how anyone could not love tea and cake.

Titanic Museum Afternoon Tea

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We ate, drank and were merry whilst a live band entertained us. The museum was fun to mooch around although I must admit, our enjoyment was largely bolstered by our tea experience.

Titanic Museum Afternoon Tea Feedback

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We spent our last hour in Belfast stocking up on Tayto’s. Because really, why wouldn’t you?

Tayto Prawn Cocktail

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