How to fix your Paddy’s Day hangover and stop feeling like death
It’s all fun and games until you wake up on the floor inside your duvet cover with a mouth that tastes like sawdust and a thumping headache.
One thing’s for sure; if you sit there and wallow in your hangover, The Fear will be your malevolent bedfellow all afternoon.
The only thing for it is to seize the day and do something that is guaranteed to make you feel better.
At the very least? It probably won’t make you feel worse. Try a few of these on for size:
Jump into the sea
Leave the wetsuit at home. Drive to the nearest beach (we like Fountainstown, Garretstown and Kinsale. Strip to your togs (you may want to do this in the car if it’s windy or raining, take a deep breath, then run (screaming) into the grey and salty Atlantic and plunge your head under an icy grey wave. Even if you run directly back out again, you’ll feel invigorated AF.
It’s good for your skin, great for your circulation, boosts your immune system. Cold water swimming has even been shown to increase the natural release of happiness chemicals seratonin and dopamine.
Eat a fry at Tony’s Bistro
Sausages, pudding, beans, eggs, chips AND onion rings; all washed down with litres and litres of milky tea. What doesn’t kill you may possibly cure you. Oh… and if you’re up for a challenge, finish the CHALLENGE MENU and it’s free.
Find and savour the perfect coffee
Swing by Three Fools on the Grand Parade for a mocha, then sip your blessed java on the little bench on the street outside or take your beverage next door to Bishop Lucey Park and let the caffeine take effect as you stare into the trees and ponder the meaning of life.
Queue for gelato
Now that your fry has gone down (or come up) it’s time to treat your troubled digestive system to cooling treat of the sweet variety. For this you’ll need to get yourself down to Casanova Gelato on George’s Quay. With no artificial colours, preservatives, flavourings or stabilisers, these gelato wizards make their mouthwatering concoctions with local organic milk.
Let’s face it, compared to what you put into your body last night, it’s practically a health food.
Find a snug for a cure
Sometimes the hair of the dog is the only thing for it. Take the Sunday papers to The Oval or take a left as you enter The Mutton Lane and settle yourself in the shadows to contemplate all your bad decisions. Be warned however; cosy Sunday afternoon pints can very quickly turn into cosy Sunday evening pints and late Sunday night pints.
The result? The double hangover on Monday morning. Don’t say we didn’t warn you.