The sun is born again.
I always breathe a sigh of relief on December 22, because I know in my mind that the days are aren’t getting shorter. The sun will return—the days get longer, and the temperature (eventually) gets warmer. Simply knowing that makes me feel better. Continue reading “Happy Winter Solstice!”
For Spring break a lot of my college friends made plans to go on fancy trips to mainland Europe, but knowing there was still plenty to see in Ireland, I decided to take a tour of County Clare. I booked a week-long stay at a hostel in Sixmilebridge, and to get there, I needed to make a lot of transfers. I took a train from Derry, to Belfast, then to Dublin, and finally a bus to Sixmilebridge. I think I could have maybe taken a bus with fewer transfers, but it would have taken a lot longer, and Irish roads + double-decker bus = nauseating. Lots of swaying and jerking around. Travelling by train was much more comfortable. Continue reading “Abroad in Ireland (Part 3) — Week in County Clare”
It’s drenched in mystery and you feel like a fairy might peep out behind a rock at any moment.
I went down to Cork to retrieve my harp from Brendan the harpmaker. He had waited for too long to bring it to me in Derry, so I finally gave up hope of that. I thought since I’m going to make the trip all the way to the southern end of the country I may as well tour around and see some sights!
Continue reading “Abroad in Ireland (Part 2) — Weekend in Cork”
