White House B&B Raheen Limerick
1 St. Annes Limerick, County Limerick, Ireland
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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
... she completely put me on the spot in a loud clear voice, “Oh, you are conducting with me? Did they call your name?” No, I’m not conducting, do your thing, I’m just listening (and for the record, often multiple people went up at the same time, so it wasn’t anything weird. She was just a b*tch about it). I met a lovely girl studying Sacred Harp for her PhD in Ethnomusicology at Wesleyan. She and I made friends and hung ...
Stats You Could Never Live Without
... a few here and there. It’s not like at home where you have that one professor (people at Cal State Fullerton can relate. Dr. Rodgers, anyone?). Here, people don’t walk around the halls laughing about the colorful words a professor said. Instead, they will laugh about the entire package of a professor that might perhaps be more colorful than others. Who’s grand idea was it to give our professor Niall a megaphone during our ...
A Scattering of Random Adventures
... I might have eaten that didn't fare well. Was it the Indian? The fudge? The fish? I've been eating the fish this whole week, but sticking it back in the oven to heat it up. Maybe it was undercooked? My housemate was sick last week, so that could have something to do with it. Apparently something dreadful is going around. Did the sickies finally catch up with me?
Thursday I pretty much did a whole lot of nothing. I needed to feel better and refused to spend ...
Bones and Things
... walking in various directions. We eventually wound up back home, but the night continued. The highlight was definitely hearing the boys singing football and rebel songs. I've been corrected. Shouting is a better word. But passionate shouting, I say. The other highlight is when they sang a song about me, with clever lyrics, a refrain, and guitar accompaniment, to boot! The other highlight - man love. Lots of it. Aussie and I both admired all of the ...

