Week 1
Let's not jump ahead of ourselves here, I was so tired on the first day I slept for about 14 hours. There is just something about flying that drains you of all energy, no matter how long or short it is. And I'm one of those people who can't sleep on planes so when Sam and I first flew over here I'd been up for about 36 hours and was still trying to function like a normal human being. Anyway I did make it to Dublin okay, even though the bus driver yelled at me because I didn't know what I was doing. Found some amazing cafe where I could get a panini and a tea for 5 euro while I was there. I spent some time looking like a typical tourist in Starbucks and went and saw the Christ Church Cathedral and Trinity College. Mostly I just did a lot of walking and most of the times ended up somewhere in the suburbs where I was just a little bit lost. It was way fun! I love getting lost!
Now I did spend New Years in Dublin and it SNOWED! How exciting is that! It actually snowed quite a bit while I was in Dublin. After the snow I went for a walk in Phoenix Park. It was absolutely beautiful. And that about sums up the first week. Except for the fact that I ended up slipping on the ice quite a bit because I didn't have any traction on my shoes.
Week 2
I did more sight seeing during week 2. I went to the National Museum and they had mummified bodies from the bogs and they were awesomely creepy. I also had my first pint of Guinness at the Guinness storehouse. It was definitely different, but no unpleasant as so many of my friends told me it would be.
Most of my time during week to was spent trying to complete a piece of coursework that was due the first Monday back. Yeah holiday homework! And also worrying about whether or not England would be able to cope with their so-called massive amounts of snow long enough for me to make it back to the RAC. I did make it back, but for a while there it looked like I might not.
Really there isn't to much more to tell about my time in Dublin. Except that while in comparison with Iowa standards it is still a large city it doesn't feel that big. I'd say its like Cedar Rapids, it feels big to someone from a small Iowa town but people still run into people they know on the streets. Where as London you rarely see anyone you know unless you've planned to meet them somewhere.
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