There’s a bit of a rock and roll to the Dean Hotel in Dublin. You wouldn’t necessarily think you stepped into a hotel upon entering where there’s a DJ spin table that separates the glowing bar and the welcoming lounge area. By the elevators there’s a shelf filled with vintage items: cameras, video recorders and cases. I liked this boutique hotel, in Dublin’s nightclub row, immediately.
I decided to spend my birthday in Dublin this year since the Brit had to be in town for work and knew I wanted to stay at the Dean Hotel after my friend Jess recommended it. Say nothing of the photogenic interior and decor (but I love how it’s modern and pays tribute to a retro past at the same time) the staff was noticeably welcoming. One in particular belted a hearty happy birthday as I checked in at 11 pm on a Wednesday and offered a present in the form of an upgrade to their Devlin suite!
It turns out the Brit called ahead to order sparkling wine and flowers for my hotel room as a sweet birthday treat. They were more than happy to oblige. I assume it’s because of the occasion that I ended up in the suite for one night which consists of 2 rooms: a bedroom, living area, and a small outdoor balcony. If I were 10 years younger I would have been tempted to throw the most epic of birthday parties in here.It’s a shame that I wasn’t able to share the spacious suite with the Brit since he had to spend the night in another hotel outside of Dublin for the evening. He would have had The Doors vinyl records playing well into the morning with the retro looking Marshall amp blasting tunes. He might have had to in order to drown out the party going on outside Dublin that lasted well into the early morning.
The hotel is located on Harcourt Street, which is Dublin’s nightclub district, and since the suite’s balcony faces a courtyard where a party seems to be occurring, I was woken up in the middle of the night from the noise. I didn’t miss a beat though (pardon the pun) and reached for the earplugs provided by the hotel then slept through the rest of the night.
I found the Dean Hotel’s Hi-Fi room quieter when the Brit and I stayed for the remaining restful two nights. It was tough to say goodbye to the suite but we did enjoy the light filled room and its amenities, though I sorely missed the giant bathtub.
I wish we had time to enjoy the hotel’s rooftop bar but did manage breakfast and dinner next door at Sophie’s, the hotel’s glasshouse restaurant on the top floor. The Brit thoroughly enjoyed his huevos rancheros while I poked at the dry pancakes and wished I ordered the full Irish breakfast instead.
For coffee lovers staying at the Dean Hotel (or in the area) I suggest taking the 10 minute walk over to The Fumbally. I spent my first morning in Dublin at this quirky neighborhood cafe and took an immediate liking to it. They serve 3FE beans, the coffee rockstars of Dublin, and also feature guest roasters (Berlin’s The Barn when I was there). I can easily imagine the Irish version of Friends spending their time here.