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Blunt Picket Fence
The last month has been a spectacular range of lows and highs. It was not as consistently joyous as my previous time here in Northern Ireland, which were beautiful explorations of this country and my place both within the world community. However, I truly believe that the discoveries I made about myself and the personal relationships I develop ( Read more... ) -
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Spring has sprung! Its debut has marked my arrival in Belfast with colour and dazzling sunlight.
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Scotland
I am in Edinburgh! WHOOO HOOO!
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WHOOO HOOOOOOOO
St. Patrick's Day in Dublin is famous for a reason.
The whole city is a chaotic madhouse. Bubbles, drunken lewdness, waves of green and general ridiculousness.
Short list before dinner and pubbing:
Awoke and got bedecked in my emerald finery (which includes an obscene amount of green eyeshadow)
Secured a spot at the front of the crowd at the parade
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The Wind Among the Reeds
Tay and I went to see a fantastic exhibit on W.B. Yeats yesterday in the National Library of Ireland after our tour of Leinster House, Ireland's Parliament building.
The main reading room was closed for renovation, but the exhibit itself inhabited an entire lower level. Upon entering the darkened room where the exhibit was housed, we were greeted ( Read more... ) -
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After an excruciatingly long bus ride yesterday, the whole American crew have arrived in Dublin for St. Patrick's Day.
I have already found one pub crawl to participate in (with a literary theme no less!)
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The dust really has settled on a four day affair
Joseph, our fiddling friend, took us to the fair tonight. He is my hero.
Backslash I hate all men who are not Joseph, Mandi or Mark for the time being.
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Our Time is Running Out. You Can't Push it Underground. You Can't Stop it Screaming Out.
This may be the first and last time I write anything negative about my experience here, but this last week has left me in a haze of confusion. I knew that leaving Derry was going to come with growing pains and nostalgia, that preparing for the end of this particular part of the journey was going to be filled with awkward goodbyes, frantic ( Read more... ) -
The Closeness of Death
Andrew Verble, a friend from high school and my project graduation partner from way back when, got into life-threatening car accident on early Sunday morning. He had emergency neurosurgery and is currently on life support. His condition is critical, but stable ( Read more... ) -
Somewhere Over The Rainbow, Literally
The last three weekends have been a whirlwind of travels, breath-taking scenery, jubilant disregard and wanton abandon. While I have done an extremely poor job in keeping everyone up to date on the happenings here in Northern Ireland. Too much is happening far too quickly. Yet it feels so much like time is standind still.
We have settled into ( Read more... )