Friday 4.13.18 I arrived to Budapest earlier than my two pals coming from London. The air was warm and the sun was bright (much unlike the weather in Ireland). I napped for quite some time upon arrival to the Airbnb. Then found a place for dinner at around 7pm. Had some amazing tomato soup and [...]
I’ve always had a driving desire to go to Belfast. Not entirely sure as to what brought that on, yet it was well meant and executed perfectly. My dear friend Maddie traveled to Dublin on the evening of March 11th and landed early on March 12th. We met at the Airport and took the coach [...]
paris, you are always an adventure. you sparkle and illuminate the world you are surrounded by. everyone adores you and wants to either meet you or see you again. it must be exhausting. the parisians are glamorous such as yourself. the pedestal you and your inhabitants stand upon is grand. i feel as if i [...]
Whilst in Amsterdam I learned 2 things: 1. a city can be consistently beautiful no matter how far you walk 2. the dutch language would be worth learning I was always curious about the ‘hype’ that encompassed Amsterdam. So often I would see people posting about how beautiful and genuinely wonderful the atmosphere of the [...]
I had many thoughts of magic while walking the Wicklow Mountains. Thoughts of childhood fantasies came fluttering back along the paths and boardwalks. A collaboration of fairy lands, Narnia, Terabithia, etc. I dreamt of and made my own when I was of a younger young. It felt very silent there, even though I was walking [...]
I haven’t mentioned this yet, although I have alluded to it in recent posts, but for my 6th semester of college I am studying in Dublin, Ireland. This is my first time in Ireland, and I’ve been here for a week, so I want to take some time to evaluate the adventure thus far. I [...]
it was 5 am and the room was dark with quiet slumbers i felt a sleepless energy pulse an energy of urgency and planning i called for my car it was dark blended in with its surroundings as it pulled up the drive cobblestone bottoms it rumbled i remember waiting for this peculiar car filled [...]
