Arrive at BHD
Grab the bags, pile into a taxi and aim for Hilton. If the room is not ready, dump the luggage and crack on.
Four lads · one week · no beef, no bother
Laptops shut. Coast roads calling. The craic should be mighty.
THE ROAD-TRIP SOUNDTRACK
Add your tunes now, argue about them somewhere on the A2 later.
THE BUTTON YOUR MA WARNED YOU ABOUT
Nobody knows what's coming. That's half the fun.
Sunday · 13 SEP
Land, get fed and find the craic. Nice and handy.
Grab the bags, pile into a taxi and aim for Hilton. If the room is not ready, dump the luggage and crack on.
The market shuts at 15:00, so the bap is mission number one. Chicken or veg, with beef and seafood given a wide berth.
Hilton Belfast, Lanyon Place. Drop the bags, freshen up and put the feet up briefly. Nobody is disappearing for a four-hour coma.
Start the evening here for a proper catch-up, good beer and a bit of Belfast atmosphere before dinner.
Chicken or veg burger, no debate. Book ahead if they let us.
A proper Belfast pub for the first-timer. One good round, then follow the noise.
A lively finish, then walk back to Hilton before Monday comes looking for us.
Monday · 14 SEP
Do the work, keep the receipts, enjoy the pint. Grand.
Fill the boots before the laptops come out. Future us will be grateful.
Do the graft and keep every company-meal receipt. Boring, but it pays for dinner.
Fifteen quid each from the company. Keep the wee itemised receipt.
Dinner, their own beer and a relaxed Monday evening without turning it into another full pub crawl.
Tuesday · 15 SEP
The team owns the diary. We turn up, behave and enjoy the dinner.
Back at the Hilton buffet. Try not to build a plate with its own postcode.
Their diary, their rules. We turn up looking moderately professional.
Fifteen quid each, itemised receipt, no lost-paper carry-on.
The team picks the place and time. One alcoholic drink each may sit on the dinner bill, which is fierce civilised.
Wednesday · 16 SEP
Right in the middle of it. Let the team call the shots.
Tea, toast and enough fuel to look awake on calls.
Head down, look useful and remember the coast road is getting closer.
Another fifteen quid each. Receipt in the pocket, not abandoned on the table.
Dinner is covered up to thirty-five quid each, including one alcoholic drink. Sláinte to sensible expenses.
Thursday · 17 SEP
Finish the graft, pack the day bag and attempt an early-ish night.
Give the buffet a respectful farewell. It has served us well.
Close the loops, send the emails and let the proper weekend off the leash.
Fifteen quid each and, yes, keep the itemised receipt again.
One drink may be covered. Then pack waterproofs and walking shoes before the pints make decisions for us.
Friday · 18 SEP
The road is the star today. Stop when the view is class and keep her lit.
Eat like the A2 depends on it, then taxi to BHD for the motor.
Do the boring clever bit: photograph panels, wheels, glass and fuel. Both drivers go on the agreement, no cowboy carry-on.
Carrickfergus drive-by, then Larne → Glenarm → Carnlough. This is the bit where the road itself earns top billing.
Do the short viewpoint loop for about 40 minutes. The full waterfall walk is lovely, but only choose it if Torr Head and one late stop are getting the boot.
Have a quick caves-and-harbour nosey. Take Torr Head only in clear weather, with a confident driver and plenty of time in hand.
A wild wee harbour, a pile of photos and no rope-bridge timetable eating the afternoon.
Book the table. Chicken or veggie are the easy wins; ask about sauces and cross-contact. Whoever has the keys stays 0.0.
Use Innisfree Farm and JustPark 77819. Parking is paid, but the stones and public paths do not need a visitor-centre ticket.
Do the castle viewpoint, then the Magheracross platform for the big coastal panorama. Going inside the castle is not worth rushing the rest of the road.
Best scenic shout: Whiterocks and Portrush, with a quick hello to Lauren only if arranged. First-timer backup: Dark Hedges instead, never both.
Get reception to validate the ticket, leave the car put and freshen up at record speed.
The Crown → The Spaniard → wherever the craic takes us. Car parked, feet working, job done.
Saturday · 19 SEP
Quick Cave Hill glory, a proper breakfast, then off to the Mournes.
Use the known upper parking way. No castle gate, no cave hunt and no accidental full expedition.
Twenty minutes up puts the lads on the view for the 07:03 sunrise. Heroic photo, same way down, job done.
Back to Hilton for a shower and the resurrection fry. Allow a small re-entry charge because the car park has notions.
Leaving now keeps the day grand and relaxed instead of becoming a scenic panic attack.
Keep it to 60–75 minutes: the lower river, old stone bridges and a bit of the easy arboretum path. The full three-mile trail is a different day.
Bao & Bento has clear chicken and veggie choices. Ask for no fish or oyster sauce and check cross-contact, then have a promenade nosey.
Sea, mountains and a quick photo. This is a stop, not another surprise hike.
Take the mountain road to the dam, pull in for the view and keep the day moving. Silent Valley is grand, but it turns this into another walking day.
The latest council notice still has Kilbroney forest drive closed. If it has reopened, do the upper viewpoint only. If not, use the Rostrevor waterfront for Carlingford Lough views.
Finish with the narrow one-way 10 km forest drive. Give it about 45 minutes with pull-ins, provided the gate and weather are behaving.
Fill up away from the airport, return it full, take photos and guard the receipt with your life.
Hand back the keys, taxi to Hilton, shower at Formula One speed.
Start with a good pint and a bit of breathing room. If it is wedged, do not queue all night; The Points is waiting.
Live music every night, with Irish dancers on Saturdays. This is where the quiet pint officially loses the run of itself.
Four bars, live music, pool tables and enough room for the night to find its own level. Open late on Saturday, then taxi back to Hilton.
Sunday · 20 SEP
One last fry, a lounge sit-down and absolutely no airport sprinting.
Water first, fry second, dignity whenever available.
Chargers, receipts, passports and the mystery sock under the bed. Leave no man behind.
BHD is close, but we are not ending a class week with an airport sprint.
Clear security, then find Aspire beside Gate 4 like the organised legends we briefly are.
About 90 relaxed minutes. No flight announcements, so keep one eye on the screens and one on the snacks.
Trust the airline time and departure screens, not the lad saying, ‘We have ages.’
Trip done. Memories secured. Group-chat evidence legally indestructible.
ONE ALBUM · FOUR CAMERAS
Fire every photo in here: the class ones, the blurry ones and the ones that will need explaining on Monday. One album, no excuses.
THE GROUP SCRAWL
Chuck room numbers, booking codes and whoever has lost what in here. With cloud sync on, all four phones get the memo.