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Adare and Limerick
... blue and white and red and white. I went down to the Lobby earlier and rode down with three tall guys dress in blue and white--thought they were Leinster fans and thought nothing of it. When the elevator doors opened we were paparazied! EVERYONE wanted their photo taken with the players, especially one, Bob Kearney. The young women behind the reception desk told me they had died and gone to heaven, he was so cute!
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Rag Week and Convention Madness
... rolls, or a fancy meal. We have a Spar, which is an Irish small grocery store chain. Not huge on your food selections, but it has the necessaries. It also has lots of chocolate bars – more junk food than fruit, it seems. Danger. But isn’t that the case with all small grocers? Think 7-11 or AM/PM. Those aren’t quite the same as Spar because they are even more junky and less grocery-y, but you get the drift. The Academy has a ...
Stats You Could Never Live Without
... is almost a type of anger, even if the person speaking is not angry. For instance, in the states, we slam our finger in the door, we holler obscenities. Another example, we put rather graphic phrases together. A popular one – Mother Eff-you-know-what. It’s brutal! And yet another way Americans swear that I can think of is just to make a scene, look cool, draw attention, show others that you are living on edge. High school ...
A Scattering of Random Adventures
... a girl just wants to get out! So I flipped through my handy Rick Steves travel guide book, searching for a place I have not yet been. Kilkenny. Sounds grand.
As per my usual travel planning, I perused the Bus Eireann website to plot my trip out there. According to the site, I would catch a bus in town, take it to another town, wait for about 20 minutes, and catch another bus to my destination. Then I would have over four hours to play in Kilkenny, which ...
A New Semester, A New Start
... in Ireland, because, again, people are so inclusive. Unlike dancing in other European countries or in the states where I either can’t break into a group or feel completely skeezed by some stranger, in Ireland nobody cares, every body just dances. Someone patted my head, about the extent of any oddness. Apparently they like doing that here. I have an African-American friend studying here, and he said that strangers come up to him all the time ...


