10 Classic People You’ll Run Into On Camden Street Of A Saturday Night

We’ve all been there, overwhelmed by the enormity of personas surrounding us on The Camden Mile.

Both proud of the diversity that our tiny island holds, and baffled as to where these freaks came from.

Here’s the definitive list of the 10 people you will come across on a Saturday between the hours of dusk and dawn on Camden street.

1. The Bleeding Horse rugger huggers

How to spot:

• Thick necks
• Thicker accents
• Talks of ‘when I played school rugby.’

2. The Palace huns

How to spot:

• High ambitions, higher heels
• False eyelashes stuck to eyelid
• Older sister’s ID

Disclaimer: Not to be confused with a nomadic group of people known to have lived in Central Asia between the 1st and 7th century AD.

3. The sober guy just trying to get home

He’s worked a 13 hour shift waiting tables and just wants to crawl into bed.

Yes, he has a lighter, but he’s not going to give it to you.

4. The over-35 love story heading home after Rain nightclub

Despite what you may think, no, they are definitely not old enough to be your parents. Look upon this pair as #DublinNightclubGoals.

Love is most definitely real.

5. The outrageous hipster long-boarding home from ‘The Shaw’

Filled to the brim with so much craft beer that if he leaned over, it actually might spill out, this young man shows us exactly why hipsters are the ideal clientele for a pub (despite their notions), by taking himself home well before daylight breaks.

Good man.

6. Yer man who brings his dog into Anseo

What a pup. Heh.

7. The literary hoors outside Cassidy’s

Known as one of the many pubs in Dublin’s fair city to claim both Joyce and Wilde enjoyed a tipple in their establishment, their claim might actually have some backbone to it.

Still known to attract the literati of our generation, Roddy Doyle himself would be proud to call it his local.

8. The Tinder dates in Whelan’s

With its mood lighting, ice-breaking music, and many’s a dark corner, Whelan’s is a hub for said activity.

Tinder on kids, Tinder on.

9. The hardcore drinkers in Ryan’s

A pub primarily known for its good pints. Says it all really.

10. The GAA heads in Devitt’s

And finally, what would a night in Dublin be without two men, from the same county-town, arguing over who should be playing minor corner forward next season?

Ah, sheer poetry.