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Irish Christmas

Christmas break has brought some much needed rest.  After flying to California for a week before Christmas, I returned home to Ireland on the 22nd just in time for my first Irish Christmas.  I think one of the craziest things about going "home" was that it made me really realise where home really is for me now.  Last year when I went back California was definitely still home, I had a life there and everything even though I had been…

Changed Flight Plans

Today I am especially tankful for... As I have mentioned perviously the distance is really hard. I originally booked my flight for August 31st, but as things are have progressed and Alan and I talked over things we decided it was best for our relationship, and for my ability to find a place to live before school starts if I moved up my flight.  So on that note I am ecstatic to announce that today I am thankful that I…

Galway, Ireland

  In honor of TBT I am posting some pictures from my first trip to Ireland last year in January.  I love Galway and have since the first day I got there. It is one of the few places where I instantly feel at home.  Galway to me is the perfect size, big enough to have a great night life, and yet small enough to still have that lovely Irish charm. I am also posting about Ireland because there might…

TBT: I Left My Heart in Ireland

It is so hard being in a LDR with the person you love half-way around the world.  I feel like I am missing my other half, my best friend.  We still have a long way to go, exactly 4 months, but we are going to make it, and it will be that much better when we are reunited. "I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love." -Mother…

Because Even If We Aren’t, We Are All a Little Bit Irish

Now I know most of my Irish friends won't get this, and probably get rather annoyed by people claiming they are Irish when they, their parents and even their grandparents never lived in Ireland, but the truth is as Americans (and I am sure many Canadians, and Aussies can connect to this too) our love for our ancestral Irish past is important, no matter how far removed.  If you have never lived in a country where no one, except for…

A Very Downton Christmas

Last Weekend we had the pleasure of going to Ballymagarvey Village's annual Christmas charity dinner.  The dinner was Downton Abbey themed which, if you know me, I am in love with, so we got decked out in our best 1920s outfits and headed out for a night of prosecco, canapé's, fine wine and a delicious 5 course meal. Ballymagarey village is a refurbished Irish estate house and top wedding venue in Ireland.  Sinead, Alan's sister is a wedding planner there.…

Ireland: The Things I’ll Miss and the Things I Won’t

Ireland has definitely become a home away from home over the past year.  Having taken two trips now and collectively having spent 4 months here, Ireland definitely has a special place in my heart.  When I first came to Ireland backpacking on my own, I completely fell in love with the country and the people, and now having been adopted more or less by an Irish family I think I have been lucky enough to have a unique and special…

Carlingford, Ireland

Last Thursday Alan had off from his internship so we decided to take a little drive north to the coastal town of Carlingford.  Braving the blistering weather, we took a nice stroll along the coast.  One of Alan's friends who is currently making his way to Africa from Ireland via bike (super crazy cool, I know) is a surfer and sells wet suits, and this is where they all like to go when they want to do s0me pier jumping…

I Would Stay and Love You, But This is My Station

I sit silently as the bus pulls out of the station, onto the streets of Galway, winding along narrow roads, past the charming little buildings, till, all at once we are driving straight through fields, meticulously section off by low-stone walls retaining memories of Ireland's hard past; the British, the plague, unemployment and deficiencies. The cold slowly creep out of my bones, as the heater on the floor of the bus starts to kick in.  Staring out the window, my…

Just Booked a Ticket Too…

Yesterday I booked a flight to Ireland leaving January 9th and returning February 13th.  Obviously I am very excited to be traveling again, but I am also sort of afraid.  I guess it is not just the prospect of traveling, but rather the fact that after I graduate in December, I am really on my own.  I can no longer expect help from my dad financially, there is really no excuse to have a low paying job, unless I continue…