Big news blog fans (by
that I mean all of our moms and the person in Russia who’s been checking this
site): I am going to Ireland! Well, only Dublin, and only for a few days,
and in December when it’ll be freezing cold and NOT lush and green, and not for
very long so I don’t really have time to do too much, but STILL- I’m going to
Ireland. I’ve always wanted to go to Ireland. My grandparents are from there
and my mom & dad made several trips in the past. Growing up my Dad always
used to tell me that my face looked like a map of Ireland. Let’s take a moment
to compare…
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I see it now, around the eyes, no?
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Not sure why he always said that (trying to console me over my paleness???) but it makes me happy to
think about that when I’m missing him. I’ve been trying to put together an epic
adventure to Europe for next summer, but decided I couldn’t wait that long to
go somewhere. Also, I wanted to test the waters a bit because I’m going to be traveling
ALL ALONE (insert dramatic pause and "shocked" face here).
That’s right, I’m going to Dublin all by myself for five
days and I couldn’t be more excited. No offense to others, but there are VERY
few people I enjoy traveling with (obviously,
these 3 other Girlfriends are included in my favorite travel buddies) and
people don’t seem to have the time and/or money to do a lot of this stuff right
now. I happen to blessed with both money and time (for the moment) so there’s no point to waiting any longer.
Now, let me step into “The Real World” confessional for a
second (man, remember when the Real World
on MTV was the best show ever?): I’m a tiny bit nervous that I’m going to
be murdered. I go back and forth on this subject, should I pre-plan my funeral
or leave it up to my mom and risk ending up with a Vera Bradley casket (she has a serious problem, but I'll save that for another post)??? After
being nervous for 11 days I’ve now come to the conclusion that I most likely
won’t be murdered in Dublin (KNOCK ON WOOD). I’m a smart traveler who doesn’t put herself in bad
situations to begin with. Plus, if someone is going to steal me & kill me in
a crowded pub they are probably insanely cray-cray and would succeed in doing that even if I had 13 other people with
me. So being alone couldn’t really change anything in that scenario. Anyway,
back to being excited…
I’m SO excited for the trip!! As soon as I told people where/when
I was going I suddenly got inundated with names of people’s friends/family that
live in and around Dublin (who knew so
many people lived in Ireland?), so I have more than enough “emergency
contacts” to go around. Also, I’ve been using couchsurfing to connect with some
lovely Irish folks. I’ve gotten loads of good advice and have a few people I
may meet up with for a drink or two when I’m there (assuming they aren’t murders. Surely murderers can't type?)
So there you have it, I’m going to Dublin to match my face
to some landscape. There’ll be loads to discuss when I get back, in the
meantime try not to be TOO jealous over my amazing adventure.
~M