no such thing as too much craic

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

I finally made it! Amy and I arrived in Ireland yesterday morning, 8am local time, 2am Chicago time. I didn't sleep well at all on the plane so I was very tired when I got here. I braced myself for some adventuring as we got ready to go through customs, claim our baggage, and find our mysterious bus. Everything went perfectly though, so not much adventuring was needed. We showed the customs man our passports and our school acceptance letters, found our bags immediately, and were directed to a bus heading to Galway without a problem.

I tried to sleep on the bus and got a little shut eye, but about an hour into the plane ride my butt had gotten really sore for some reason and it still hurt on the bus so I couldn't find a comfortable position! We got to Galway with no problems, in about three hours. Galway is beautiful! I haven't taken many pictures of the city yet but I will, don't worry! We exited the bus station (Yes, Dad, the sign said "Exit" instead of "Way Out." I did, however, see a "Way Out" sign later so our dinner conversations were not a complete loss.) and there was a free shuttle going straight to Corrib Village, where we are living. Amy and I are in the same apartment with our own rooms. Amy found a pile of toenail clippings on the floor in her room but other than that the apartment is alright.

We unpacked a bit and then we walked to downtown Galway. It's really nice because in the shopping/pub district it is all pedestrian. Right away we went to get cell phones. The process was so simple that Amy and I were out in about ten minutes after we began talking to the salesmen. We asked us where to go for lunch and the told us to go to the Cellar Bar or Cellar Pub? Pub sounds more Irish but bar sounds correct. We had fish and chips for our first meal in Ireland and it was delicious.

After lunch we went to go look for Penneys to buy bedding and a towel. We easily found it and picked out some inexpensive sheets and a duvet cover. We headed home to drop off our goods before we went back downtown to meet our friend Mike in a pub, but not before we stopped at the corner store to buy some Cocoa Crisps and milk.

We came back to Corrib Village and headed straight out to Galway. It's a good walk from our apartment to the city. We have no trouble getting through Galway--campus is another story!

We met Mike at a pub called The Quays and he bought us a pint. Surprisingly, I like Guinness! We sat at the bar and had our drinks. We kept laughing at Amy because it took her at least an hour to drink her pint. I'm sure her slow and steady drinking will come in handy when we have no money and are going out every night, but for the first night in town it seemed right to relax with a pint. Mike was in town visiting relatives before heading over to study in Rome for the semester. It was nice to see a familiar face and he's been to Ireland a few times so he knows his way around pretty well. After another pint we moved on to a pub called The King's head where we met Mike's cousin Paul. There was live music but it was contemporary so it wasn't as exciting as traditional Irish music. I did feel at home though when the song "Breakfast a Tiffany's" was performed--it made me think of all my friends from St. Louise and our bonfire singalongs. Next we went to the pub called Taaffe's. There was a good crowd for a Monday night and it was a lot of craic (craic is another word for "fun" and is pronounced "crack.")

Mike's cousin Paul drove us home and I went to sleep pretty quickly. I woke up at 10am today and am now going to bed very late Ireland time so maybe I will not have jetlag? I hope so but maybe it will kick in tomorrow.

We met Mike down on Shoppe Street today and got some raingear for me and a hair dryer for me and Amy to share. Then we got... more fish and chips! Sooo good, but the fried food is starting to get to me so I think I'll start eating better now.

We had a grand time today as we had the opportunity to meet a lot of Irish people (I knew there was a reason we were keeping Mike around.). Mike's cousin and his wife Dawn invited us over for dinner so we went a bit out of Galway and got to see some beautiful views. We stopped for tea at Dawn's parents' house and the view was gorgeous! I figured out how to hold a teacup today by looking at how Dawn was doing it--I guess I never really drink out of teacups and I was afraid I was going to spill it! Dawn and Paul have a beautiful baby named Madison, but she didn't like me very much which made me sad. She would look at Amy and Mike and smile and then she would look at me and get very upset. I don't know what I did wrong!

After tea we left for Ashbury which is the name of Paul and Dawn's home. Doesn't it sound like something out of Pride and Prejudice? Their house is gorgeous and they were grand hosts. They talk and talk and make everyone feel so comfortable. After dinner Paul drove us back into Galway and we all stopped for a pint before Paul left. Hopefully Amy and I will get to see him again as they gave us their numbers if we ever need anything! Meeting them made me so much more excited to go to Westport and meet my own family. We went into one more pub and a man named Declan came up to us and asked if he could talk with us for a bit. Apparently he had thought he had seen his friend over by us and so he told someone he was going to talk to him and he'd been mistaken so he needed to stay and talk to us as to not be embarrassed about his mistake. He was very entertaining and Amy and I are looking forward to meeting a few more people like him.

After our pint we headed to Supermac's which is a fastfood restaurant. Amy got some cheese fries which Mike and I shared with her. Then we headed to the bus station to drop Mike off. He's currently riding to Dublin because his flight to Rome leaves at 6am. It was sad to see him leave because we'd had a lot of craic and it was good to know someone with Irish connections, but I'm sure we'll run into him again sometime while we're still here.

It's very late and I am soooo very tired and sleep deprived so I am going to go, but I will write again soon and PICTURES ARE SOON TO COME.

Peace all the way from Ireland,
Hilary

On this day in history...

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

John Lennon’s murderer was sentenced.

A special connection I have with the date of Lennon’s murder, as December 8th is my birthday. Lennon was, however, killed ten years before I was born, so I did not have the chance to live on this earth while his physical presence was still here.

I read earlier today that Lennon’s murderer, Mark David Chapman, began reading The Catcher in the Rye while at the crime scene, and read the book at his trial. It makes me cringe to think about how he could have been so calm after ending another human being’s life. He later revealed his motivation for killing Lennon: he wanted to “be somebody.” He’d thought about killing Johnny Carson or Elizabeth Taylor but thought that Lennon was more accessible. What!?!?

So, Ireland, this is really happening.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

This adventure in Europe has been hypothetical for the past year and a half, and the adventure specifically in Ireland has been floating around for probably eight months. But now... I am leaving Chicago in five days. It finally started to feel real when my mom and I went shopping on Sunday and got a backpack for weekend traveling, a new camera, and fabric for some new skirts. Today I got a planner and a sketchbook/ideabook/journal/whateveryouwouldliketocallit. Why does it take my purchasing new things for the reality to click in? Here are some pics of my packing progress:
My new ideabook (left) and my new planner:
Suitcase: almost packed!
Cute little Vera Wang bag to hold my passport and toiletries.
The books I will be bringing overseas with me =]
"When I give food to the poor, they call me a saint. When I ask why the poor are hungry, they call me a Communist." --Helder Camara

Currently Reading: The Book of Mev by Mark Chmiel

My first pair of glasses:

Monday, August 22, 2011

Actually, that is a lie. I got my first pair of beautifully rimmed lenses in 1st grade when the boy I sat next to told me to get my eyes checked because he was tired of having to read the board to me. It was the weakest prescription possible and I stopped wearing them once the novelty wore off. I did, however, pull them out again for my 2nd grade school picture so I could get my picture taken first with the special camera lens! But now, these are for real. Hello, world! I now am a wearer of glasses.

The Help

Saturday, August 20, 2011

I just went and saw the movie The Help. Two thumbs up, anyone?

It physically hurts my heart to think about the way that people treat each other. Every one thinks that he or she is so entitled. Whyyyyy???

I want to think of a way to get every single person on this earth out of their homes and with each other, standing in the home that is our earth. I want all people to come together with the same purpose, a purpose filled with love and peace. I want people to realize that we all belong to each other, and when we hurt another person, we are hurting ourselves. And I guess the only way to do this is by example.

Kittens!

Last week my mom and I went to go see some little kittens! Aren't they precious?

New Adventures, New Dimensions

Sooo in a little over a week, this blog will gain a new dimension as i will be a travel log in addition to a regular blog! Hopefully I'll keep my commitment up and update regularly, and hopefully some more people will start reading it! I'm also getting a new camera sometime within the next few days so there'll be photos galore =]
Yesterday, I was in a bookstore and I picked out the wrong book. I was fooled by the cover and the mention of Ireland. Whenever I am in a bookstore, I always pick out way more books than I can afford and then have to sit on the ground and gradually sort them out so I can choose which ones I can really buy. Usually I do well, but I definitely made a mistake this time around the block. Anyone could have written this book. How do you go about choosing which book to buy?

The Miracle of Mistakes

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

So at the beginning of the summer when I was first starting my job at school, I was lying in my new apartment, completely exhausted. Because of some confusion, I had moved twice in one day that week, and was overwhelmed by my job. I was the first person to move into my summer apartment and no one else was supposed to be moving in until Monday. It was Saturday morning and I had just passed out on my couch after getting up early for work. All the sudden, I hear my door knob jingling and I got very nervous since I didn't think anyone was supposed to be showing up to move in that day. I went and opened the door and outside I saw: ROMA! Roma is in the same music fraternity as I am, but she was abroad in Italy all last year so I hadn't seen her in a long time. I was very confused, because I thought someone else was supposed to be my roommate. But Roma had the keys and the contract for this apartment, so I assumed everything was in order. The summer moved on and Roma and I introduced each other to our respective friends. We formed a great summer friend group, and I am so grateful for that. My summer would not have been nearly as wonderful if Roma hadn't been my roommate. Well, last week we had to get new keys for our apartment because of a mix-up, and when Roma went to get hers the woman would not give it to her because she said that someone else was supposed to be living in that apartment. Well, it turns out that I had been right--Roma wasn't supposed to be my roommate, but somehow she had been given the keys to my apartment! It is truly a miracle that someone made that mistake and it goes to show that often things are better when plans don't work out!

Dustin Hoffman!

Monday, August 1, 2011

I love Dustin Hoffman! I just watched "The Graduate" a few weeks ago and I fell in love with the entire movie. The Simon & Garfunkel musical score adds a really eerie touch.

People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence

womp womp womppppp

that is how i feel right now. like a womp. i don't even know what a womp is, i just made it up because that sound perfectly describes how i feel.

i have made the decision today to stop eating processed foods. i am exhausted by this idea of convenience that our society loves to love. it is not healthy, mentally or physically. i need to start making more of my own food and taking the time to figure out what i am really eating.

this cannot be temporary, and clearly it will be a lifestyle change. am i really up for it? only time will tell.

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