I think the only necessary conclusion is that we are too beautiful because not being beautiful at all just doesn’t make sense.
—Zoe Trope (Please Don’t Kill the Freshman)
There is a kind of crying I hope you have not experienced, and it is not just crying about something terrible that has happened, but a crying for all of the terrible things that have happened, not just to you but to everyone you know and to everyone you don’t know and even the people you don’t want to know, a crying that cannot be diluted by a brave deed or a kind word, but only by someone holding you as your shoulders shake and your tears run down your face.
—Lemony Snicket (via slekes)
Sunday the 25th, Siobhan and I went into Dublin to explore Ireland’s capital. With gorgeous weather again we wandered about and spent a lot of time in the Temple Bar area, where our hostel was. We went to the Guinness Factory and while at the Skybar there Siobhan made sure to point out that it was my birthday so I got many Happy Birthday’s and a round of Happy Birthday To You by everyone in the bar =] From there we went to St. Patrick’s Cathedral and layed out in the Sun, yes sun in Ireland. We went out to dinner and went to two pubs that night. The first, Temple Bar, had live traditional music and a great crowd of young and old. We met a few locals who then decided it was their duty to make sure I had a good birthday and took us to another pub where their friend was singing. On the way I saw my first Gypsy and it was very exciting. The next pub had more contemporary music and people dancing, I got a few shoutouts for my birthday and had the song If I ever leave this world Alive by Flogging Molly dedicated to me. Overall it was a great night in Dublin and a great way to celebrate my birthday.
The next day before my flight Siobhan and I went to Trinity College and it is gorgeous. We went into the Book of Kells Museum and saw the library. Being the nerds that we are we concluded it was the best smelling place we’ve been in, on account of all of the old books. After getting a very quick bite at a pizza place (sorry Sean) we parted ways and after I sat at the wrong gate for the wrong flight to Edinburgh, that was a tad embarrassing, I was safely back in Scotland.
Saturday morning I set off on my own to Clifden, on the coast of Ireland. After some wandering around this quaint and beautiful town I had lunch at a cafe Sean recommended to me Walsh Bakery. There I met up with Catherine, Sean’s Irish mom whom he stayed with on his study abroad, and a girl Emily who is staying with her now. Catherine was so hospitable and made me have one of the best days on my study abroad. She took us to Clifden Castle hopping over fences along the way. There we met an older man who owns the property next to the castle and he walked with us telling us all about the castle. From there Catherine drove me all around Clifden showing me gorgeous views and stopping in quickly to her sister’s pub Lowry’s. We went up to where she lived and on the way picked up Brother Oswald, who asked about Sean and how he was doing. We stopped by Nick’s, a friend of Catherine’s, and we got to see his adorable dog and his house which he has been spending a lot of time fixing up. Still pressed for time we went to her house, where I found out she now owns a donkey! I went to use the toilet before she brought me back to catch my bus, and I came down to find that she had whipped up dinner for me! Needless to say it was delicious and it was so nice to eat a real home cooked meal. With minutes to spare I made it to my bus and said our goodbye’s and I thanked her for a truly wonderful day.