Sunday, November 8, 2009

November 7th: Sligo then back to Dublin






Sligo and then Home






It is funny how I already call Dublin home. Although I LOVED traveling the countryside, I was ready to hop into my cozy bed at my host's house. Before arriving home, we stopped at a castle in Sligo.



Our tour guide had a surprise for us for the second half of our day. At a national park, we toured another castle and played Boda Borga. You are probably think,..what in the world is Boda Borga???? One word: AMAZING! Only 9 of these exist in the world, 8 in Sweden and 1 in Ireland. For two hours we worked our way through 45 puzzles (grouped into 15 tracks) invovling our minds and bodies. You would walk into a room with no clues at all and be expected to figure out how to solve the puzzle. Each room allowed you 2 minutes to solve the puzzle. If you do not figure out the puzzle in 2 minutes, or if you do something wrong, a red buzzer will go off and you will have to exit the room. Out of the 15 tracks, in two hours we only accomplished 2. By the end of the hours, I had bruises on my knees, a cut on my finger and confusing thoughts. Highly recommended the next time you are in Sweden or Ireland (add this to your bucket list!).



November 6th: Donegal, Drumcliffe and Sligo





Beaches to Castles









When going to beaches, I prefer to bake in the sunshine and push my toes through the sand. I will tell you that there was none of that at this beach in Donegal! I included a picture of me on the beach. There is something special about this moment, however. Aside from the scenic view, this was the first time I saw the Atlantic Ocean.



Shortly after taking this picture lovely picture, however, the rain poured from the sky in golf ball sized drops. After sprinting to our bus, we were all soaked to the core. We were so wet we all had to sit in our long johns while we attempted to dry our pants.







Our next stop was Donegal Castle. Afterwards, was a view of W.B. Yeats grave site in Drumcliffe. My heart aches to think that many of my students may not know who W.B. Yeats is. Here is a poem he wrote and a picture I took of the Lake Isle of Innisfree. Yeats wrote this poem when he was living in London and homesick. You can see why he loved his home so much! (Students, by the time you get to high school, I expect you to be experts at Ralph Waldo Emerson, Jane Austin, Edgar Allen Poe and William Butler Yeats. (p.s. If you are still starring blankly at this screen with an open mouth and questioning who these authors are, time to research!))






Dedicated to my amazing 6th grade students:

The Lake Isle of Innisfree

W. B. Yeats


I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee;
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.


Our day ended in Sligo, where we were served another wonderful meal. It will be a miracle if I do not come back ten pounds heavier. With every dinner I am served appetizers, the meal, dessert and tea. If anything else, I will be leaking tea from my ears at the end of the trip. Tea for breakfast, tea for lunch, tea for dinner, tea for supper(dessert) and tea for a late night treat. Tea, tea, tea,...oooo how I love tea!

November 5th: Donegal for the night


Jealous?
This is where I spent the rest of my day on Thursday. After taking a leisurly boat ride on the lake, we were served a wonderful, fresh meal (salmon right from the lake!) and provided with traditional Irish music. Although I did not understand a word the vocalist was singing (all in Gaelic), the music was beautiful. The musician actually just won an award for his singing; in America, it would be the equivilent of an Oscar!
I also observed how tweed is made. We saw every step from spinning sheep fuzz to weaving the tweed. Now I know why it is so expensive...




Saturday, November 7, 2009

November 5, 2009: Derry and Donegal





















November 5 Derry and Donegal











Northern Ireland: In peace or conflict? This particular town is the site of much conflict over the past several years between Catholics and Protestants. In the picture, look at the green fence through the middle of the picture; this is the "peace line". Today there are several signs and monuments to showcase Northern Ireland's growing strive for peace. Despite this idea, the city is still divided. While walking through the town on Derry, I was educated about the conflict in this area. Sad tales of Bloody Sunday stained my memory as I listened to stories of that dreadful day.





Here is some trivia for all my future models and fashion queens:





While flipping through Vogue, you can see beautiful women strutting down the runway, or catwalk. Where did the term catwalk come from?





Ladies and Gentleman,...look at the original CATWALK. Many, MANY, years ago after going to church (which is not pictured, but located right next to this area), the rich ladies and gentlemen would walk these streets. The gentlemen would call the ladies cats. Hence, the name catwalk. Thank you Ireland....Naomi would be proud.








Off to Donegal. But before arriving at our location, we drove miles up a tall mountain for a scenic view. I do not think I was prepared for what I was going to see. All I have to say is, THIS IS WHY I CAME TO IRELAND. Living in Dublin is wonderful. It is fun, busy, and loud. I feel like I am walking the streets of New York as I window shop down the allies. However, when I dreamed of Ireland, I dreamed of the countryside. I dreamed of exactly what I saw. There are no words to describe the feeling I felt as I stood on top an ancient stone structure looking out at rolling, green hills. Unexplainable beauty is all I can really say. The pictures I captured show nothing in comparison to the actual site. In some of the pictures you will see that I fought to even stand up. The wind whipped through my hair and threatened to throw me off the structure. It was exhilarating!






























November 4, 2009 Omagh: Ulster American Folk Park











November 4th




Waking up to a crystal clear rainbow is an unexplainable feeling. Each day since this day, I have seen a rainbow. At times, I have seen multiple rainbows in the sky at one time. They are,...bright. This particular rainbow almost made me cry; I have never seen the beginning of a rainbow. I wanted to jump off the bus and touch it! Just lovely,....






After driving several hours into Northern Ireland, we arrived to Ulster in the American Folk Park. The day was,...educational. I learned a great deal about emigration to and from Ireland. In particular, I am now an expert on Thomas Mellon (known best to Pittsburghers for his wealth=ex: Mellon Bank). Pictured is his origional house before he moved to America.








The rest of our day was spent at this park. After a fully day of history lessons, it was time to have fun!





Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Shopping,....

After sleeping in until 9:30, Brittnee and I ventured into Dublin to SHOP (you can imagine what a tough day it was for us,...cough cough). Our day was filled with 5th Avenue style shops, delicious cafes and posh people. Although I have no scenic pictures to share with you today (I didn't think you cared to see the inside of M&S), I want to tell you all about the fashion in Dublin. Brittnee and I spent a good portion of the day searching for the perfect pair of boots. All the women in the city really do look 'perfectly posh'. They all sport colorful, structured jackets with short skirts layerd over textured or opaic tights. Just starring at their feet makes me believe that I am in shoe heaven. I honestly don't know how they dress this way, however, because it is always so cold and windy. Despite the fact that I am chilly in my ski jacket, I actually bought tights today on my search for the perfect outfit. I may end up broke or sick with hypothermia, but I will achieve the perfect "Dublin" outfit before I leave.

Alright, enough shop talk (I know many of you briefly fell asleep during that section)! Tomorrow I will be leaving for a four day trip around Ireland. My next blog will be on Saturday. I will have lots of pictures to share.


I miss everyone at home! I want to give a special shout out to my dog, Dea(Don't make fun of me!). There is a little dog that stays at the house that reminds me of my dog in an odd way. Everytime I walk, this dog nips at my ankles. I will leave you will a picture of this dog, Buttons. Talk to you in four days!

Monday, November 2, 2009







Sooo,....I will be arriving home in the USA poor. Dirt poor. Everything here is sooo expensive. For example, if I wanted to buy a t-shirt it would be 20 euros. Not bad, you may think, but when you convert it to US dollars it is over $30.00. The conversion rate is terrible. Also, you have to pay to get into everything! I paid 5euros to get into St. Patricks cathedral. That's about $8.00 to LOOK at a church (the picture is from inside the cathedral). I need to buy a bus pass to get to school everyday and this may cost 100euros (do the conversion in your head,..yikes!)
Now that I am done complaining, I will tell you a little about my crazy day. After taking a brief bus tour of Dublin, we toured the Guinness factory. We briefly saw the President's house (a women president!). I was surprised to note that her house is nothing like the White house. It was not heavily guarded or surrounded by tourists. As we drove past, you could clearly see a light on in one of these rooms. Our tour guide told us that the President is in whenever the light is turned on. I thought this was really interesting. Also, we drove past the US ambassador's house (Dan Rooney...GO STEELERS). We want to figure out a way to meet him while we are here.
Most of my day was spent wondering, because we were completely lost, around Dublin. Our tour guide dropped us off in the city and told us to "find our way home". Hmmm,......I had no idea where I was going. It was quit an adventure. Dublin is MASSIVE. The hardest part of our day was when we had to jump on a bus an attempt to find our home. There were no markings at any of the bus stops and I spent most of the time thoroughly confused. As you can see, however, we clearly made it home. The bus system is going to take some time to get used to. Wish me luck because tomorrow we have to attempt to find our school.
That's about all for the day. O yeah, I included the picture of the dog sign just to be funny. These are posted all over Dublin!
p.s. I miss everyone from home, especially my wonderful students!