I’ve been living in Dublin for a little over a year, and there’s one question that I get asked every time I introduce myself to an Irish person.
Why? Why are you here in Dublin? In Ireland?
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The New Year is a natural time for reflection and renewal. The act of taking down last year’s calendar is the storing away of last year’s memories, stashed away along with the other years of our life. Some memories we may visit often, others will fade away, like ink on paper, faint, hard to make out, eroded from time. On the other hand, a new calendar adorns your wall. Fresh, with nary a mark on it. Like starting a fresh notebook, anything can happen. Nothing has been defined and you bring to it only what you take with you.
“In the end, we only regret the chances we didn’t take.”
A few years ago, I was asked the question “where do you see yourself in five years?” Well, I actually was asked ten years at first but I said that was too far away. I was taking part in “the Rose of Tralee” and my answer was “I will just be finished with University and I want to be lying on a beach in Australia.” Five years later, there I was – lying on a beach in Australia basking in 40-degree heat. I have always stood by plans to the best of my ability and set my sights on my goals and try my hardest to fulfil them.
“Part of me knows that opening an urban farm and cafe right out of college is a little bit crazy – and I’ve definitely gotten that look a time or two – but I think sometimes it’s those things and ideas that are just a little bit out there that end up creating something truly unique and beautiful.” – Cierra Martin.
A student at Rhodes College in Memphis, Tennessee, Cierra hopes to open an urban farm and cafe upon her graduation in May 2015.
This week, we talk about “craic.”
Turkey hands, turkey pardons, and what we’re thankful for this year.
Happy Thanksgiving from the Stint Ireland team!
Joseph Hulme is a student at Wentworth Institute of Technology. As a civil engineering intern with GMC Utilities this autumn, Joe was able to contribute to the Luas (Dublin’s light rail system) cross-city Utility project.
“God invented whiskey so the Irish wouldn’t rule the world.” – Jim Bishop
Let me set the scene. Everyone in Ireland goes to the pub to meet their friends, partners, work colleagues, or just strangers. Some pubs can seem like an interrogation room. The locals want to know who you are, where you came from, who your parents are before you have even ordered a drink. You can forget about being shy in a pub in Ireland as people will talk to you whether you want them to or not. That’s the Irish for you.
Note: Your ears do not deceive you. It’s just not the word you think it is…
It’s “craic!” It’s an Irish term for having a good time. Good banter, good music, good drinking, etc.
Honestly, the American nicknames for grade levels is a bit confusing.
A junior sounds like the person would be younger than a third year. Senior makes sense. What’s a sophomore?