Greetings, dear readers. Sorry it has been so long since the last post. Time in Ireland is such a different concept. Most days, I get lost in whatever I’m doing that, before I know it, it is time to hit the pub.
So, here is a quick catch up of what has been going on with me. Living in Tully Cross has been colder as of late, since there is something wrong with our fireplace. My good friend Donal, a local of the area, taught my cottage-mates and I to make blazing fires quickly and efficiently. However, our fires will get too hot, and the cottage will fill with smoke. The managers of the cottages don’t know if it is a problem with the chimney or the fire stove itself, but they are working on it. Until then, we have been sparingly using our furnace. Otherwise, it is hot tea during the day and whiskey for warmth at night.
There has been a huge emphasis on actual learning here, more than one might want. I actually have a midterm tomorrow that I should be studying for, but I’ll be just fine. Seriously, though, I have been learning about archaeology, anthropology, history, mythology, poetry, architecture, biology, and so much more. What makes it even more incredible is that it all focuses on Ireland specifically. Sometimes, we focus even a specific region of this already small country. It is incredible. I suppose that, in a sense, it is almost like graduate school. I am learning about a very specific subject in depth so that I can understand how its different aspects fit together.
That doesn’t mean I am not having fun. I have gotten exponentially better at pool since I have lived here. It took a few games to get used to the different rules that they have here, but it is fun just the same. My cottage-mates and I have take to playing different video games together when we would like a night it. For anyone interested, “Don’t Starve” is a sandbox survival game with a creepy Victorian-esque aesthetic. Also, a large group of us play Dungeons and Dragons together, which allows for some good bonding time. And, of course, there is the drink. None of the students are quite the extremists. Truth be told, I may be one of the worst, and good friends will tell you that I am often one of the few to stop drinking first. It is all about learning the limit between having fun with your friends and becoming a problem for your friends. Thankfully, none of the students are like that. That isn’t to say that there haven’t been nights so far that have resulted in a difficult morning. Guinness, though, usually doesn’t make for too much of a headache. It is the times when a friendly Irishman starts a round with you when you might have trouble.
As much fun as I am having, I do find myself missing some aspects of home. I miss quite a few of my friends and family, along, of course, with my loving girlfriend. If it weren’t for the new, great friendships I have been making here, I would’ve lost my mind. Long term and reliable internet access is a two-edged sword. I like not being so tied down, but it also makes what would usually be nothing more than a second thought a trip to either the pub or trying to get a signal in the studying cottage. Along that note, my laptop is dying, so I am going to have to cut this entry short.
Stay tuned, I want my next post to be a continuation of “He Kindly Stopped Me,” so please keep reading.
Until then, cheers!