Dublin’s pubs are popular, but little is known about the city’s beaches, walks, and nature reserves. It’s too late to think about a short trip to the coast.

After a week of hard work full of looting, fighting and destruction, a weary Viking settled for a long sleep on a hill over the Irish Sea. On the beautiful soft bed of moss and heather he gave a happy one-syllable murmur, thus giving the peninsula at the head of Dublin Bay its name – Houth. Well, almost. The historical fact is that the Norse simply called this place “Headland”, although some locals performed the onomatopoeic in a credible manner. You can still check if the hills there are suitable for relaxing.

Seals are waiting for guests

As the Irish from Dublin say, Houth is just a poodle jump. The Dart Light Rail takes you to the peninsula in 30 minutes, and the welcoming crew is already waiting in the harbor – intriguing seals. Some people come close to the people on the shore in a surprising way, not because of their unusual experience, but because of their good memories.