Hello neglected readers. I've missed you.
I pretty much always feel like I am on a vacation in London, but last week was spring break. So I took a vacation from my vacation and went to Ireland. It was great, but I came home feeling like a I needed a vacation. Now try to wrap your head around what I just said (case and point).
I woke up in the wee hours of the morning on Friday 25 April to catch a train with a friend to the coast of Wales, where we hopped on a ferry over to Dublin. I slept for most of the train ride, sprawled across two seats. I have found that they hardly ever wake you up to check your tickets. I have now slept through three ticket stampings! Our ferry was quite luxurious, not what I was expecting. We were probably the only people on the ferry who didn't have an elaborate picnic lunch and many bottles of alcohol. The people sitting next to us got totally wasted (in the middle of the afternoon). They were a bit ridiculous and could hardly walked themselves off the ferry. But it provided me with entertainment. My friend and I exchanged many raised eyebrows. We spent the first half of our spring break in Dublin, seeing the sites and listening to as much free music as we could (that means every night). The highlights for me were the Guinness Storehouse, the Jameson Distillery (don't judge me, these are essential visits), Kilmainham Gaol (jail), and the full english breakfast included in our hostel. An english breakfast includes: hashbrowns, eggs, sausage, bacon, beans (like baked beans), and toast. Plus they had cereal and amazing bread and jam and juice and tea and coffee and I was pretty much in heaven every morning! We did a ton of walking in Dublin (had to work off that breakfast!) and had very good weather. We even managed to have a picnic in the sun one day!
Our last day in Dublin we decided to get out of the city and take a bus tour to Newgrange. It was definitely one of my favorite parts of the whole trip! Our first stop on the tour was the Hill of Tara. While most people wandered around on the interesting grass mounds, I decided to stalk the sheep in the distance. I managed to get pretty close and discovered that there were a bunch of tiny babies! Anyone who knows me will understand that seeing baby animals makes me very happy. If only I could have kidnapped one and brought it home.
Tiny nursing lamb |
The Sheep that I stalked at the Hill of Tara |
The Stone in front of Newgrange |
I absolutely loved my time in Dublin. All of the people that we met were extremely friendly, and it is a small enough city that we kept bumping into people we "knew" on the streets (including the drunken folks from the ferry). We even came upon another student from our program in London one evening. The music every night was great and by the end of our stay in Dublin we knew the words to all the songs. It's like a party every night.
Belfast coming soon...