okay, i'm not really home, and i'm not just back. gerry and i got back to his place on sunday night. i was a hit with his family... at least that's what i think. i couldn't understand his dad more than 10% of the time and was mostly trying to piece together a few random words and make up my own comments. sometimes i was right, sometimes i was wrong. sometimes i just didn't answer.
his family was lovely. oh! i think it was saturday that i used the word grand. and today i said it was a day for the dogs.
here's a picture of my bag that we picked out on thursday, except mine's in chocolate brown. i also got to meet sinead for the first time, and sinead and conor's darling son, David Patrick (aka DP). oh! and it snowed on friday morning. but it didn't last until gerry got back to the house, so i couldn't kick his ass canadian style at a snowball fight. we did have a great dinner, complete with squash buttered and cooked with maple syrup; all vegetarian, and no mushrooms.
saturday we went to monaghan and went to the engagement party for gerry's brother, thomas and amanda. we got them cranium and mindtrap as a present.
sunday it was back to cork via every roadworks zone possible. BUT i did drive. gerry is either totally crazy, or just super nice and supportive. cause he was like, oh want to try driving? so i did. there was only one time when i turned right that i started driving on the right-hand side of the road and he was like, ummm... otherside. so basically it went well. *laugh* in other words, we are both still alive and the car wasn't damaged in any way.
oh, we were going to stop at a house for me, at 8pm, but there was a text left at 7.47 from that bitch sandra saying the room was taken. i was so frustrated with looking for a place, that last night when i saw a decent, as in: clean and smoke-free house i told the land lord, i'd take it. so as of saturday/sunday i live with three boys that i don't know, but who appear to be tidy, rarely home, and non-smokers. and if i ever meet sandra i will be mean to her. bitch.
today was day two of training. my next blog will be bitching about the bus service. but i wanted to let you know that i did start my job, and it's going well.
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Thursday, November 24, 2005
yesterday was my birthday and it was grand
i was a bit worried that i might end up a bit emotional and stuff, being away from home, and it being the first birthday without my mom's phone call singing me happy birthday. but it turned out to be great. better than i had hoped even.
i got lovely lovely phone calls, and lovely lovely emails, and even a lovely lovely haiku. presents, which really are the least important part, i like the phone calls and emails best, but are still super great and fun include a peanut butter daisies from danielle, a bath set with things i chose not to bring to ireland, for space reasons (like a loofah, and a bath puff) from jim and tara, a cute cheese serving set from Mam, and from gerry, a hot water bottle that fits inside sylvester the cat, and a furla bag *yay*, to be picked out today in dublin at dundrum (or something) centre. all very nice.
we went out for cocktails (my first cosmo in ireland) and then for dinner at cafe paradiso. 4 out of 7 people loved it. 3 probably wouldn't return. i wish i had had enough room in my belly for dessert, but there was no way i was going to be able to eat another bite. it was delicious.
oh, and for lunch, gerry took me to the gallery for lunch and art viewing. very nice. then we ran into his boss and co-worker and i apparently told his boss off for the hours gerry works. i'd guess he hears it all of the time from his wife, because he didn't seem surprised at what i was saying.
all in all, a wonderful day. thanks everyone!
today we leave for dublin, and then to carrick for gerry's brother's engagement party. note to self, do not mention gerry's snoring, or jokes about babies. or will come back to cork married.
i got lovely lovely phone calls, and lovely lovely emails, and even a lovely lovely haiku. presents, which really are the least important part, i like the phone calls and emails best, but are still super great and fun include a peanut butter daisies from danielle, a bath set with things i chose not to bring to ireland, for space reasons (like a loofah, and a bath puff) from jim and tara, a cute cheese serving set from Mam, and from gerry, a hot water bottle that fits inside sylvester the cat, and a furla bag *yay*, to be picked out today in dublin at dundrum (or something) centre. all very nice.
we went out for cocktails (my first cosmo in ireland) and then for dinner at cafe paradiso. 4 out of 7 people loved it. 3 probably wouldn't return. i wish i had had enough room in my belly for dessert, but there was no way i was going to be able to eat another bite. it was delicious.
oh, and for lunch, gerry took me to the gallery for lunch and art viewing. very nice. then we ran into his boss and co-worker and i apparently told his boss off for the hours gerry works. i'd guess he hears it all of the time from his wife, because he didn't seem surprised at what i was saying.
all in all, a wonderful day. thanks everyone!
today we leave for dublin, and then to carrick for gerry's brother's engagement party. note to self, do not mention gerry's snoring, or jokes about babies. or will come back to cork married.
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
some pics
this is a pic from germany, when anne and i went to the hockey game for the german cup and raised some hell in the usa section.
cork is trying to deal with their gum issue. i think they should deal with their spit issue. it's everywhere.
the corner where i meet people for lunch, shopping and havoc.
the view back to where i stand, in the shopping district.
cork is the cultural capital of the EU for 2005. just ask budweiser.
i really like the view as you walk over the bridges. the water's nice, and everytime i walk over one of the bridges, i think: yeah, this is great.
(this pic is coming, it's just taking forever to upload).
cork is trying to deal with their gum issue. i think they should deal with their spit issue. it's everywhere.
the corner where i meet people for lunch, shopping and havoc.
the view back to where i stand, in the shopping district.
cork is the cultural capital of the EU for 2005. just ask budweiser.
i really like the view as you walk over the bridges. the water's nice, and everytime i walk over one of the bridges, i think: yeah, this is great.
(this pic is coming, it's just taking forever to upload).
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
pizza pizza
last night i made dinner for the house.
i made pizza and fixed up a salad. the pizza turned out well. actually, really really well, considering the second one had to be cooked at an angle because the pan wouldn't fit into the oven. i'm not even talking about a big pan here. i bought the smallest one that looked decent enough to use... thinking it could be used for other things as well. the tray's probably 13 inches square. maybe that big. and no, no, that won't fit! i was pissed!!!
luckily they're getting a new stove, so it's not a huge deal that some of the sauce cooked off the pizza. the first pizza cooked well, the second one would have turned out better if it hadn't been cooked at a 45 degree angle. that said... it wasn't as bad as it could have been.
oh, when i was downtown yesterday i went back to brown thomas to visit my bag, and look at shoes. and go to clinique. i got a liquid face wash from clinique, so i can transport it easily, although i did almost buy these tiny little travel bars, which come with a tiny little travel case. it's just the bars don't have time to dry out that well, when traveling. and i tried on some shoes that were good, but not perfect.
across the street, i bought a marie claire to help me celebrate my do-nothing day tomorrow.
i made pizza and fixed up a salad. the pizza turned out well. actually, really really well, considering the second one had to be cooked at an angle because the pan wouldn't fit into the oven. i'm not even talking about a big pan here. i bought the smallest one that looked decent enough to use... thinking it could be used for other things as well. the tray's probably 13 inches square. maybe that big. and no, no, that won't fit! i was pissed!!!
luckily they're getting a new stove, so it's not a huge deal that some of the sauce cooked off the pizza. the first pizza cooked well, the second one would have turned out better if it hadn't been cooked at a 45 degree angle. that said... it wasn't as bad as it could have been.
oh, when i was downtown yesterday i went back to brown thomas to visit my bag, and look at shoes. and go to clinique. i got a liquid face wash from clinique, so i can transport it easily, although i did almost buy these tiny little travel bars, which come with a tiny little travel case. it's just the bars don't have time to dry out that well, when traveling. and i tried on some shoes that were good, but not perfect.
across the street, i bought a marie claire to help me celebrate my do-nothing day tomorrow.
12 hours 40 minutes and counting!!!
YAY! it's almost my birthday.
it is almost time for me to move into my last year of the 20's. i'm pretty excited about putting my 28th year behind me. i will fully admit to some wonderful things happening in that time... i mean, i wouldn't be where i am if not. but i am so glad to be putting that shit year behind me, it's crazy. and this year is supposed to (according to fortune teller ana) be the best year of my life. now, if that doesn't get someone excited about a birthday, and soon after a new calendar year, i don't know what would!
word on the street is that a woman's 30's are supposed to be fantastic. and in time, it will come. i'm not worried about turning 30 (once you get past 25, it's a pretty common topic at birthday time, i have a feeling it will be even more prevelant at 29). i don't even care about the number. i feel like i deserve 30! if i was any younger, i would not be the person i am today... and mostly i'm okay with that person. i will always be a project to be worked on, but nirvana's not an easy journey.
birthday plans
gerry's taken tomorrow off and we've plans to go to cafe paradiso with some of his friends who are kind enough to join in the festivities. it's a gourmet vegetarian restaurant. i've checked out the menu and it looks great. i'm so excited about great vegetarian food! i made pizza last night, but that deserves its own blog entry. also, i get breakfast in bed, and i don't mean the chocolates that danielle sent me... they'll be gone at 12.04 am. :o) otherwise, it will be mostly a day of relaxing. maybe we'll go downtown, if we feel like it. maybe not. on thursday we're going to dublin and we will go shopping there. to the posh mall. and i think we're staying at conor and sinead's. on saturday we're going to carrickmacross, for gerry's brother's engagement party. i have a good feeling i'll have some blogs about that. there have been comments about my inability to understand gerry's father, so we've come up with a signal system, but i won't know if gerry's taking the piss out of me, or genuinely helping... it's pretty much a gamble either way.
stay tuned.
it is almost time for me to move into my last year of the 20's. i'm pretty excited about putting my 28th year behind me. i will fully admit to some wonderful things happening in that time... i mean, i wouldn't be where i am if not. but i am so glad to be putting that shit year behind me, it's crazy. and this year is supposed to (according to fortune teller ana) be the best year of my life. now, if that doesn't get someone excited about a birthday, and soon after a new calendar year, i don't know what would!
word on the street is that a woman's 30's are supposed to be fantastic. and in time, it will come. i'm not worried about turning 30 (once you get past 25, it's a pretty common topic at birthday time, i have a feeling it will be even more prevelant at 29). i don't even care about the number. i feel like i deserve 30! if i was any younger, i would not be the person i am today... and mostly i'm okay with that person. i will always be a project to be worked on, but nirvana's not an easy journey.
birthday plans
gerry's taken tomorrow off and we've plans to go to cafe paradiso with some of his friends who are kind enough to join in the festivities. it's a gourmet vegetarian restaurant. i've checked out the menu and it looks great. i'm so excited about great vegetarian food! i made pizza last night, but that deserves its own blog entry. also, i get breakfast in bed, and i don't mean the chocolates that danielle sent me... they'll be gone at 12.04 am. :o) otherwise, it will be mostly a day of relaxing. maybe we'll go downtown, if we feel like it. maybe not. on thursday we're going to dublin and we will go shopping there. to the posh mall. and i think we're staying at conor and sinead's. on saturday we're going to carrickmacross, for gerry's brother's engagement party. i have a good feeling i'll have some blogs about that. there have been comments about my inability to understand gerry's father, so we've come up with a signal system, but i won't know if gerry's taking the piss out of me, or genuinely helping... it's pretty much a gamble either way.
stay tuned.
Saturday, November 19, 2005
the epitome of self-control
i'm not supposed to open the gift from danielle until my birthday. good thing she said something, cause, in case you haven't read the previous couple of entries, i was about to tear into that thing! instead, i am now practicing control that hasn't been seen since rocky 3.
so, it sits there. and i sit here.
i won breakfast in bed from gerry last night. but, total burn, he has nothing to eat here. we're going grocery shopping today, because i'm going to make pancakes with maple syrup tomorrow. buttermilk pancakes. with lots of maple syrup. and lots of butter. awwwwwww yeeeeaaaaahh!
i can't wait for tomorrow. maybe i should have pancakes for dinner instead... or supper, as it's called here.
i checked out martha for a recipe. and day-amn those buttermilk pancakes are looking good. i'm hungry.
so, it sits there. and i sit here.
i won breakfast in bed from gerry last night. but, total burn, he has nothing to eat here. we're going grocery shopping today, because i'm going to make pancakes with maple syrup tomorrow. buttermilk pancakes. with lots of maple syrup. and lots of butter. awwwwwww yeeeeaaaaahh!
i can't wait for tomorrow. maybe i should have pancakes for dinner instead... or supper, as it's called here.
i checked out martha for a recipe. and day-amn those buttermilk pancakes are looking good. i'm hungry.
Friday, November 18, 2005
gettin' paid
yesterday i went to a walk-in interview for a job that i had decided i wanted. i got the job fairly quickly. mary, the woman who interviewed me, adored me. and said as much. i think it helped that i spent so much time unpacking, trying on an outfit, packing, trying on something different, deciding that when i bought every item, i clearly hadn't thought about the other items for matching and style. and then decided on a pair of brown pants and burgandy top with three-quarter length sleeves. and brown shoes.
anyway, i basically had the job within like 5 minutes, and she ended up selling the job to me, and insisting that despite starting at an entry level, there would be a chance for me to move up, and that usually they want people to have 6 months experience before they move around in the company, but for someone like me, they make exceptions, although it would be great for me to get the experience and then apply for new positions. she showed me around the building, which has 2 free internet stations, a relaxing area, a cafeteria, a free gym, and basically no dress code. i get to go to work in jeans. :o) then she made me take the "are you a psychopath" computer test. she didn't give me the results of that. there was also a logic and maths component, which i would like to point out, i think i rocked.
what's this job? well, it's basically a call centre that people who have time shares call to book their time. you have to arrange it, or a suitable alternative, and then you try to up-sell them on getting the flight, car rental, etc. through you. easy peasy. did i mention the health care benefits are great? oh, and employees get 4 weeks holiday in a time-share of their choice.
to celebrate, gerry and i went out for dinner to another favourite restaurant. this one has more of an italian influence. it was quite nice. had some wine. then met up with his friend, rob, who is an american with a sometimes irish accent because he's been here for 2.5 years, and went to a pub where there was a fußbal tournament. however, we were all drunk enough and had waited way too long for it to start, and it was moving so slowly, that we decided home was a much better idea.
good times.
now i'm going to look at another house... this one gerry said is in a better location to get to work, and hopefully it's as nice as yesterday's.
anyway, i basically had the job within like 5 minutes, and she ended up selling the job to me, and insisting that despite starting at an entry level, there would be a chance for me to move up, and that usually they want people to have 6 months experience before they move around in the company, but for someone like me, they make exceptions, although it would be great for me to get the experience and then apply for new positions. she showed me around the building, which has 2 free internet stations, a relaxing area, a cafeteria, a free gym, and basically no dress code. i get to go to work in jeans. :o) then she made me take the "are you a psychopath" computer test. she didn't give me the results of that. there was also a logic and maths component, which i would like to point out, i think i rocked.
what's this job? well, it's basically a call centre that people who have time shares call to book their time. you have to arrange it, or a suitable alternative, and then you try to up-sell them on getting the flight, car rental, etc. through you. easy peasy. did i mention the health care benefits are great? oh, and employees get 4 weeks holiday in a time-share of their choice.
to celebrate, gerry and i went out for dinner to another favourite restaurant. this one has more of an italian influence. it was quite nice. had some wine. then met up with his friend, rob, who is an american with a sometimes irish accent because he's been here for 2.5 years, and went to a pub where there was a fußbal tournament. however, we were all drunk enough and had waited way too long for it to start, and it was moving so slowly, that we decided home was a much better idea.
good times.
now i'm going to look at another house... this one gerry said is in a better location to get to work, and hopefully it's as nice as yesterday's.
Thursday, November 17, 2005
hermione's not such a weird name
i'm coming across some gems, in my search for a house/job.
today's special name:
Gobnait
enjoy.
today's special name:
Gobnait
enjoy.
last night gerry and i went for japanese food. there were no rolls involved. gerry had a noodle dish, and i had a curry dish with rice and some breaded veggies. we also had edamame and veggie gyoza... which were the best gyoza i've ever had, strange, considering i hail from b.c.. it was kind of a modern japanese restaurant. you sit at a long shared table, that kind of thing.
it was really tasty and one of gerry's favourite restaurants, and i was not disappointed.
also not disappointing is that i have a package waiting for me at gerry's office. a package labeled CHOCOLATES!!! from a Danielle N. Barnes. chocolates + Danielle = PURDY'S!!! i'm gonna be sick tomorrow. i wonder if i'll be able to hold off not eating them all at once? it's a good thing they're not here, because i have that interview to go to, and i wouldn't want to have a tummy ache, just because i have no control. normally, having purdy's would equal calling danielle over for some cribbage/nintendo or a movie... but she's a bit far for that. so d, i hope you saved yourself some chocolates, so we can have an internet date, play some cribbage online, and eat some purdy's... maybe not together, but sort of.
speaking of cribbage... i skunked gerry last night. it was sweet because i needed 10 points to go out, and he counted first. i pegged the points. just. and tara gave me a brilliant, a cruel, but brilliant, idea for a bet. thanks tara.
it was really tasty and one of gerry's favourite restaurants, and i was not disappointed.
also not disappointing is that i have a package waiting for me at gerry's office. a package labeled CHOCOLATES!!! from a Danielle N. Barnes. chocolates + Danielle = PURDY'S!!! i'm gonna be sick tomorrow. i wonder if i'll be able to hold off not eating them all at once? it's a good thing they're not here, because i have that interview to go to, and i wouldn't want to have a tummy ache, just because i have no control. normally, having purdy's would equal calling danielle over for some cribbage/nintendo or a movie... but she's a bit far for that. so d, i hope you saved yourself some chocolates, so we can have an internet date, play some cribbage online, and eat some purdy's... maybe not together, but sort of.
speaking of cribbage... i skunked gerry last night. it was sweet because i needed 10 points to go out, and he counted first. i pegged the points. just. and tara gave me a brilliant, a cruel, but brilliant, idea for a bet. thanks tara.
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
gifting
both of my sisters have birthdays in november... as do i. we are born in proper order: november 7, is annemarie, november 19, is heidi, and i'm the 23rd... we were even named alphabetically. annemarie got some stuff for her house from ikea. heidi got a necklace, made/designed or all of the above in ireland. it was a recommendation from sharon. i can't remember what the name of the designer is...in fact, i would have liked to spend more time with it and examine it more, but i needed to send it to her asap. as it is, it will probably be at least a week late anyway. it's cool, it's silver and kind of looks like viney/firey hanging down bits. *lmao* ummm... great description, i know.
i did *not* visit my bag, because i think i need to not obssess and i should probably think about the options that chocolate brown present. i did however buy a pair of miu miu sunglasses. they were on sale, and as i mentioned to gerry on saturday as we were driving from shannon, i need new sunglasses. oh, and if you will recall, before i left vancouver a couple of months ago, i was trying to find some new ones. so there conor. :op and if you're not careful, i *won't* buy that furla, instead, i will fly danielle over here with the savings and have her beat you up, or just kick your ass at N64. how would that affect my karma? mwah hah hah!
i did *not* visit my bag, because i think i need to not obssess and i should probably think about the options that chocolate brown present. i did however buy a pair of miu miu sunglasses. they were on sale, and as i mentioned to gerry on saturday as we were driving from shannon, i need new sunglasses. oh, and if you will recall, before i left vancouver a couple of months ago, i was trying to find some new ones. so there conor. :op and if you're not careful, i *won't* buy that furla, instead, i will fly danielle over here with the savings and have her beat you up, or just kick your ass at N64. how would that affect my karma? mwah hah hah!
an f'ing dilemma
the furla... i was talking to gerry about my day last night, and i'm willing to admit, despite being totally calm two seconds before... as soon as i started talking about having found the furlas and the guccis and the pradas, i got crazy excited. i might have to go back to visit it today. it really was special. maybe i should take a look for shoes to match. hmmm... maybe i'm in love with an orange bag. i hope i brought my brown turtleneck sweater... that would be sweet. oh, or if i brought my green one, that might work too... WARDROBE!!! maybe i should look at the furla store in dublin... they might have a chocolate brown bag. hmmm... so hard to know... should i hold out and see if there is a chocolate brown bag? is that more special, or just more functional? because really, i do have a special green furla. eek!!!
maybe i should wait. but maybe the orange is more umph. i will visit it again today... with shaz. but for now, i need to work on my resume.
p.s.
cheryl: totally fine... i got what you meant... no offence taken.
d: if you were here, or it was chocolate brown, it would be mine already... i already thought about that.
maybe i should wait. but maybe the orange is more umph. i will visit it again today... with shaz. but for now, i need to work on my resume.
p.s.
cheryl: totally fine... i got what you meant... no offence taken.
d: if you were here, or it was chocolate brown, it would be mine already... i already thought about that.
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
shopping in cork - furlas found!!!
today i went shopping in cork. it was hard. seriously. yesterday was really rough, but i'm going to discount that as an initiation day, and i was all out of whack from my sister's phone call (please see below) so i only bought earplugs.
i had much better success today! i can't remember the name of the store, but i found where they hide the furlas!!! and i found prada, and juicy and all the lovely lovely bags! but of course, most importantly, i found the furlas. and i almost bought this rust/burnt orange coloured bag. i think it would look nice with my charcoal grey, double breasted (buttons falling off...grr) peacoat. :oD i didn't buy it. but i will visit. in fact, if they had had it in chocolate brown, i would be hugging it right now, instead of blogging.
okay. i also found tissues at boots (on my fourth visit. seriously) after asking someone...they only had "man-sized" ones, which are larger than a 12 inch square. for real. they're more like towels, not tissues. but still, success. also found, nail clippers.
then i went to dunnes and got two hand towels and a packet of face cloths.
and i bought a newspaper with house and joblistings from the dude yelling: echo echo echo!!!
aw yeah!
then i came back to gerry's and cleaned the bathroom and did some dishes. also, a success.
i had much better success today! i can't remember the name of the store, but i found where they hide the furlas!!! and i found prada, and juicy and all the lovely lovely bags! but of course, most importantly, i found the furlas. and i almost bought this rust/burnt orange coloured bag. i think it would look nice with my charcoal grey, double breasted (buttons falling off...grr) peacoat. :oD i didn't buy it. but i will visit. in fact, if they had had it in chocolate brown, i would be hugging it right now, instead of blogging.
okay. i also found tissues at boots (on my fourth visit. seriously) after asking someone...they only had "man-sized" ones, which are larger than a 12 inch square. for real. they're more like towels, not tissues. but still, success. also found, nail clippers.
then i went to dunnes and got two hand towels and a packet of face cloths.
and i bought a newspaper with house and joblistings from the dude yelling: echo echo echo!!!
aw yeah!
then i came back to gerry's and cleaned the bathroom and did some dishes. also, a success.
no nap today
yesterday i had a really big nap. i think my recent tiredness has been a combined effort of a few things. shall i list them? oh, indeed.
• i think i'm a little homesick. no, okay, i really am. i've been gone from home for the right amount of time for it to have really set in.
• i really need to get back on the iron pills and the other things that rachel gave me. my near passing out instances have increased dramatically the past couple of days.
• i wish my sister didn't have gerry's number. she called yesterday, with an "emergency" but then couldn't be bothered to email/call back until today, after i sent her two emails, and two texts, all of which asked for clarification and for her to call me.
• heidi is making me crazy via email
• michael is stressing me out via details from my sisters
in other news, i went for lunch with gerry and his friend, jason, who is just returned and trying to recover from spain. the shopping deserves its own blog.
• i think i'm a little homesick. no, okay, i really am. i've been gone from home for the right amount of time for it to have really set in.
• i really need to get back on the iron pills and the other things that rachel gave me. my near passing out instances have increased dramatically the past couple of days.
• i wish my sister didn't have gerry's number. she called yesterday, with an "emergency" but then couldn't be bothered to email/call back until today, after i sent her two emails, and two texts, all of which asked for clarification and for her to call me.
• heidi is making me crazy via email
• michael is stressing me out via details from my sisters
in other news, i went for lunch with gerry and his friend, jason, who is just returned and trying to recover from spain. the shopping deserves its own blog.
Monday, November 14, 2005
ireland-it's good craic
i got into to shannon airport on friday night... well, technically saturday morning, but whatever. gerry was there to pick me and my bags up.
we had a cute room at the hotel near the airport which was perfect because driving on the wrong side of the road that late while tired and not being able to negotiate those kind of changes in my head would have sucked. honestly... i've been having an abnormal amount of trouble with that anyway. for example...
after we packed up the suitcases in the car on saturday, gerry had the front left hand side door open for me... but the right hand side door had been left open (which is closer to where i was standing. he motioned for me to get in and i was like, uh, i'm not driving! he laughed and said i'd better get in on the other side unless i did want to drive. oops. right. that.
we talked about me getting an irish license, but i'm going to have to practice first... a lot.
saturday we stopped by jim, tara and her son, aaron's place for some cribbage and tea. i'm totally going to make cribbage the irish game of the year. gerry and i had bought jaffa cakes and butterscotch cookies when we grabbed some peppermint tea after breakkie in limerick. i'm happy i guessed that jaffa cakes might not be for me, and we got the back-up butterscotch cookies. jaffa cakes are pretty sick if you don't like dark chocolate and especially don't like orange with dark chocolate. i think that tara and i are going to have a continuing rivalry against the boys for cribbage. especially if i can keep getting breakfast in bed. :o) yes, yes... gerry and jim did end up winning the match. but i don't remember having to get out of bed to bring up orange juice, toast, and eggs.
that night, gerry and i went out for dinner in cork, and were going to go see a movie, but were too tired.
yesterday was a lazy day. after breakfast in bed, i enjoyed a nap. we watched some tv with one of gerry's housemates, his cousin, sharon. we saw beauty shop... which had some funny parts. let's leave it at that. then jim, tara and aaron came by and we went for dinner to zack's, in the downtown.
which brings me to today. it's 10.30 and i've spent the last + hour emailing/reading blogs/catching up in the internet world. i've got to shower and take the bus into cork. i'm meeting gerry for lunch. today is also when i start to look for my own place, and work on my resume for finding a job.
i've got some other pics i need to post... so maybe i'll take my camera in with me today and grab a couple pics of cork. if the weather holds. oh, and p.s. it's fricking cold here.
we had a cute room at the hotel near the airport which was perfect because driving on the wrong side of the road that late while tired and not being able to negotiate those kind of changes in my head would have sucked. honestly... i've been having an abnormal amount of trouble with that anyway. for example...
after we packed up the suitcases in the car on saturday, gerry had the front left hand side door open for me... but the right hand side door had been left open (which is closer to where i was standing. he motioned for me to get in and i was like, uh, i'm not driving! he laughed and said i'd better get in on the other side unless i did want to drive. oops. right. that.
we talked about me getting an irish license, but i'm going to have to practice first... a lot.
saturday we stopped by jim, tara and her son, aaron's place for some cribbage and tea. i'm totally going to make cribbage the irish game of the year. gerry and i had bought jaffa cakes and butterscotch cookies when we grabbed some peppermint tea after breakkie in limerick. i'm happy i guessed that jaffa cakes might not be for me, and we got the back-up butterscotch cookies. jaffa cakes are pretty sick if you don't like dark chocolate and especially don't like orange with dark chocolate. i think that tara and i are going to have a continuing rivalry against the boys for cribbage. especially if i can keep getting breakfast in bed. :o) yes, yes... gerry and jim did end up winning the match. but i don't remember having to get out of bed to bring up orange juice, toast, and eggs.
that night, gerry and i went out for dinner in cork, and were going to go see a movie, but were too tired.
yesterday was a lazy day. after breakfast in bed, i enjoyed a nap. we watched some tv with one of gerry's housemates, his cousin, sharon. we saw beauty shop... which had some funny parts. let's leave it at that. then jim, tara and aaron came by and we went for dinner to zack's, in the downtown.
which brings me to today. it's 10.30 and i've spent the last + hour emailing/reading blogs/catching up in the internet world. i've got to shower and take the bus into cork. i'm meeting gerry for lunch. today is also when i start to look for my own place, and work on my resume for finding a job.
i've got some other pics i need to post... so maybe i'll take my camera in with me today and grab a couple pics of cork. if the weather holds. oh, and p.s. it's fricking cold here.
Friday, November 11, 2005
on my way to ireland
thanks tori.
i am on my way to ireland. i will land in about 11 hours.
and so it begins.
i am on my way to ireland. i will land in about 11 hours.
and so it begins.
Thursday, November 10, 2005
canada 4 - usa 1
i may be becoming prejudice. i think i'm starting to hate americans. just puttin' it out there.
tonight anne and i cashed in on her birthday present and went to the hockey game in mannheim.
we were basically the only canadians in an american/german section. i think we ended up converting a couple of germans though. there was one younger guy near us in a team canada jersey, but i don't think he's ever seen hockey, because he clearly didn't know that when canada scores, you're supposed to cheer and scream and hollah! *gosh* oh, and there were these two bitches with canucks suck, and puck those canucks posters that i think the camera guy was in love with because he kept going back to them. when the crowd would yell: U-S-A anne and i would yell SUCKS! after. that was good fun.
oh, and we painted our faces, i'll post a pic tomorrow.
for now, it's bed time.
in 24 hours i'll be in ireland. wowsa.
tonight anne and i cashed in on her birthday present and went to the hockey game in mannheim.
we were basically the only canadians in an american/german section. i think we ended up converting a couple of germans though. there was one younger guy near us in a team canada jersey, but i don't think he's ever seen hockey, because he clearly didn't know that when canada scores, you're supposed to cheer and scream and hollah! *gosh* oh, and there were these two bitches with canucks suck, and puck those canucks posters that i think the camera guy was in love with because he kept going back to them. when the crowd would yell: U-S-A anne and i would yell SUCKS! after. that was good fun.
oh, and we painted our faces, i'll post a pic tomorrow.
for now, it's bed time.
in 24 hours i'll be in ireland. wowsa.
shaun of the dead in paris
i know why i had paris in my head... someone was telling a story about it last night. but how did these things all get connected? dampfkneudels, i swear it! or maybe the combo with the caffiene of iced tea.
last night/this morning i dreamt ian and i went to paris together. oh, and that my mom was in a hospital there...in fact, it was the hope hospital but in paris. yeah, okay, it was a *dream*. *gosh*
anyway, we visited her there in the day time, while trying to see the sites... but at night it became a different story. we had to go through the backrooms of stores trying to get away from the zombies, and our siteseeing was crazy. my sister heidi asked us if we'd seen the opera house, and i was like: yeah! of course! (i may have thought she was a zombie... or i was just irritated with her) we even went inside. and she was mad in a zombie way, so i knew that we had to get in there... i think to kill some zombies or something.
for some reason we borrowed my mom's truck (she hadn't had a truck in at least 6 years)... but when we parked it in the hospital parking lot, after visiting my mom, it had been stolen. so we tried to sort out a report at the front desk, but ian and i were in a really big hurry because we had zombies to kill, and sites to see. afterall, it was his first time in paris, and i wanted him to see everything.
i have no idea if it ended, but i woke up needing to pee. and being somewhat disoriented, jumped back into the bed, so no zombies could grab my ankles from under the bed.
last night/this morning i dreamt ian and i went to paris together. oh, and that my mom was in a hospital there...in fact, it was the hope hospital but in paris. yeah, okay, it was a *dream*. *gosh*
anyway, we visited her there in the day time, while trying to see the sites... but at night it became a different story. we had to go through the backrooms of stores trying to get away from the zombies, and our siteseeing was crazy. my sister heidi asked us if we'd seen the opera house, and i was like: yeah! of course! (i may have thought she was a zombie... or i was just irritated with her) we even went inside. and she was mad in a zombie way, so i knew that we had to get in there... i think to kill some zombies or something.
for some reason we borrowed my mom's truck (she hadn't had a truck in at least 6 years)... but when we parked it in the hospital parking lot, after visiting my mom, it had been stolen. so we tried to sort out a report at the front desk, but ian and i were in a really big hurry because we had zombies to kill, and sites to see. afterall, it was his first time in paris, and i wanted him to see everything.
i have no idea if it ended, but i woke up needing to pee. and being somewhat disoriented, jumped back into the bed, so no zombies could grab my ankles from under the bed.
hockey night in deutschland
tonight's the hockey game, canada vs. usa. i'm pretty excited about it, the tickets are meant to be good, so here's hoping we'll be able to see canada kicking the usa's butt all over town, really well. it also means that there will be a lot of obnoxious americans there. now, i'm saying that because in heidelberg there is a large population of american soldiers from the army base here. my experience, to date, has been that most are very obnoxious. i think it might connected with the military experience specifically, but it's hard to say. there is so much cheating on spouses, being loud in public, stating loudly that everything america does is the best, and barely any can speak more than a few words of german. i've met one guy that speaks a little bit. i think he's been here for three years.
unfortunately i sometimes find myself being thrown back 12 years around them. i'm constantly asking them not to say racist comments around me, and mostly they don't understand that saying something is "queer" or "gay" would often be seen as being homophobic. so i feel like i'm in a pretty defensive mode when the americans come over... there's a lot of, "please don't say..." going on. they totally think i'm the thought/speach police, but oddly, i'm still well liked. i don't get it.
unfortunately i sometimes find myself being thrown back 12 years around them. i'm constantly asking them not to say racist comments around me, and mostly they don't understand that saying something is "queer" or "gay" would often be seen as being homophobic. so i feel like i'm in a pretty defensive mode when the americans come over... there's a lot of, "please don't say..." going on. they totally think i'm the thought/speach police, but oddly, i'm still well liked. i don't get it.
lucky 13
guess what? 13 days to my birthday!!! yay! usually my birthday plans include getting my hair done, dinner and drinking with friends. this year my solid plans will be slightly differnt. i know that i'm going to go to church to light a candle for my mom-i doubt it'll be hard to find one in ireland. and i'll spend the day with gerry. everything else is up in the air. i'll have only been in ireland for 11 days so i think things might be a little more quiet this year, but i'm really okay with that. i have a feeling it's going to be a bit of a weird day anyway.
yesterday christoph came over and we made dampfkneudels. so delish. it's a slightly different way than my mom made them... i think it has to do with the glass lid. you can actually see what's going on. anyway, totally yum. apparently there are sweet ones as well, and you can fill them with marmalade or jam (who eats marmalade, except germans?). i would probably never make the sweet ones, because i'm in love with the salty ball, so i just told him i don't care about the sweet ones. i ate like a million last night and had to sleep with an over-full tummy.
okay, time to deep condition my hair. it's kinda pissed that i don't have my pantene here to repair the bleaching damage.
yesterday christoph came over and we made dampfkneudels. so delish. it's a slightly different way than my mom made them... i think it has to do with the glass lid. you can actually see what's going on. anyway, totally yum. apparently there are sweet ones as well, and you can fill them with marmalade or jam (who eats marmalade, except germans?). i would probably never make the sweet ones, because i'm in love with the salty ball, so i just told him i don't care about the sweet ones. i ate like a million last night and had to sleep with an over-full tummy.
okay, time to deep condition my hair. it's kinda pissed that i don't have my pantene here to repair the bleaching damage.
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
annie's birthday
it was annemarie's birthday yesterday. i invited a bunch of her friends to go out to eat. it was good.
well, except for this one guy names andrew (an american soldier who "joined the army 'cause of 9-11" and who knows "we're doin' the right thing out there, stoppin' terrorism"). i don't like andrew. i think he's so obnoxious. when we were at dinner he was like, "how big's the steak?" in english, of course... and it was just so embarrassing.
otherwise, it was great. ouzo was drank. then later, whiskey. cards were played, and won (by me).
a small hang over was had this morning. the chips and salsa cured that alright, and if not that, the rye bread and german butter did it.
well, except for this one guy names andrew (an american soldier who "joined the army 'cause of 9-11" and who knows "we're doin' the right thing out there, stoppin' terrorism"). i don't like andrew. i think he's so obnoxious. when we were at dinner he was like, "how big's the steak?" in english, of course... and it was just so embarrassing.
otherwise, it was great. ouzo was drank. then later, whiskey. cards were played, and won (by me).
a small hang over was had this morning. the chips and salsa cured that alright, and if not that, the rye bread and german butter did it.
mad skills
i have the maddest skills ever. for eral.
the teacher is teached. laugh luag laugh.
i'm so schooling christoph on theis game he taught me...20 up. it's awseome. i am durnk.
the teacher is teached. laugh luag laugh.
i'm so schooling christoph on theis game he taught me...20 up. it's awseome. i am durnk.
Sunday, November 06, 2005
EuroUrs
the sex and the city version of EuroTrash
i got back from the netherlands on friday night. part of the train ride was terrible because there were highschool kids on board, and they were soooooo loud i had to turn my iPod almost to max to drown them out. in fact, the two guys beside me were also not super impressed with them, and we all breathed a sigh of relief once they left.
i can't believe how nice it was to visit my host-family. really. i think it saved my sanity. :o)
on saturday morning i left for basel, switzerland, to meet up with tim. i haven't seen tim in ages... well, like 6 years to be slightly more precise. again, really awesome to reconnect with him. i did end up at the wrong train station, and in case you don't know, the swiss accent of german is different enough that my baden german accent mixed with dutch and canadian just wasn't cutting it.
tim and i basically walked around the city going from one fair section to the next. he even tried his hand at hitting cans with a ball to win a prize... which he did. a little blue mouse we called whiskey. embarassingly, tim had to pay for everything because i hadn't exchanged money into francs, but with a promise to visit me in ireland and allow me to return the favour, all was good.
we had an extended coffee/tea break at starbucks and used the toilet twice (where in the button for my jeans fell off, and not the one that was loose, the one that seemed stable, luckily i was wearing a belt) walked by the river, ate chestnuts toasted on the street, stopped outside the church for some chatting, almost went into a museum, checked out some of the high street and made tim try on a cute chocolate brown zippy sweater. it was great. it's so nice when you can reconnect so well with someone that you haven't seen in so long. and it's not like there's been lots of emailing or any blog exchanging. anyway yeah, it was nice. oh! we even found a place that sells clinique, because that morning i was washing my face, with one half of my broken face bar, and it fell down the sink. then i was like, oh, no problem, i have another half... which i promptly dropped down the sink as well. argh.
something that is not so EuroUrs? i really need to make myself accept european prices. they are insane, but i need to not keep comparing, and just relax about it. starting... now. okay.
yesterday i was left in the house by myself for most of the day. christoph came by and we played some cards, then atilla came by too. atilla is basically ali g. i may have mentioned that before. anyway, then i pretty much booted them out, because they started talking about fußbal and it was making me mental.
later annemarie came home, we got some thai food for dinner. markos came over and then malina. and christoph came back too.
today is annemarie's birthday. she got tickets for her and me to a hockey game. canada vs. usa on thursday. awwww yeah! saweet.
i got back from the netherlands on friday night. part of the train ride was terrible because there were highschool kids on board, and they were soooooo loud i had to turn my iPod almost to max to drown them out. in fact, the two guys beside me were also not super impressed with them, and we all breathed a sigh of relief once they left.
i can't believe how nice it was to visit my host-family. really. i think it saved my sanity. :o)
on saturday morning i left for basel, switzerland, to meet up with tim. i haven't seen tim in ages... well, like 6 years to be slightly more precise. again, really awesome to reconnect with him. i did end up at the wrong train station, and in case you don't know, the swiss accent of german is different enough that my baden german accent mixed with dutch and canadian just wasn't cutting it.
tim and i basically walked around the city going from one fair section to the next. he even tried his hand at hitting cans with a ball to win a prize... which he did. a little blue mouse we called whiskey. embarassingly, tim had to pay for everything because i hadn't exchanged money into francs, but with a promise to visit me in ireland and allow me to return the favour, all was good.
we had an extended coffee/tea break at starbucks and used the toilet twice (where in the button for my jeans fell off, and not the one that was loose, the one that seemed stable, luckily i was wearing a belt) walked by the river, ate chestnuts toasted on the street, stopped outside the church for some chatting, almost went into a museum, checked out some of the high street and made tim try on a cute chocolate brown zippy sweater. it was great. it's so nice when you can reconnect so well with someone that you haven't seen in so long. and it's not like there's been lots of emailing or any blog exchanging. anyway yeah, it was nice. oh! we even found a place that sells clinique, because that morning i was washing my face, with one half of my broken face bar, and it fell down the sink. then i was like, oh, no problem, i have another half... which i promptly dropped down the sink as well. argh.
something that is not so EuroUrs? i really need to make myself accept european prices. they are insane, but i need to not keep comparing, and just relax about it. starting... now. okay.
yesterday i was left in the house by myself for most of the day. christoph came by and we played some cards, then atilla came by too. atilla is basically ali g. i may have mentioned that before. anyway, then i pretty much booted them out, because they started talking about fußbal and it was making me mental.
later annemarie came home, we got some thai food for dinner. markos came over and then malina. and christoph came back too.
today is annemarie's birthday. she got tickets for her and me to a hockey game. canada vs. usa on thursday. awwww yeah! saweet.
Friday, November 04, 2005
eatin' meat
the other day i ate a krokket. it's meat that i haven't eaten in years. yeah, my suspicions were confirmed. if i eat non chicken/turkey it will make me really sick. i got the message.
Thursday, November 03, 2005
spoor 5
i totally forgot to tell the latest person giving/talking to me story.
on the train here, i was going from heidelberg to mannheim. this old german lady totally started chatting me up! it was awesome, she said that my german is great, and then started telling me how smart i am that i'm traveling and having fun while i'm young. as i was leaving i coughed a bit, totally not much, but she gave me this package of cough drops, for my trip, she said she has lots at home, and that i need them now. she was so sweet, i couldn't even argue.
i didn't ask her name, but those kind of connections i really like. i know that i will probably never see her again, but i like to think that i will remember what a nice oma she was.
on the train here, i was going from heidelberg to mannheim. this old german lady totally started chatting me up! it was awesome, she said that my german is great, and then started telling me how smart i am that i'm traveling and having fun while i'm young. as i was leaving i coughed a bit, totally not much, but she gave me this package of cough drops, for my trip, she said she has lots at home, and that i need them now. she was so sweet, i couldn't even argue.
i didn't ask her name, but those kind of connections i really like. i know that i will probably never see her again, but i like to think that i will remember what a nice oma she was.
fietsen
today mam and i went by fiets (bike) to Dieren. it was a typical dutch ride, because the wind was against us on the way there, so we laughed, and had to pedal hard, luckily i didn't end up in a ditch... which sometimes happens.
when we got home, we readied to go to deventer-where maartje's school is, and where she was having a graduation today. unfortunately i fell in the mud. which would have been way more funny if it had been a really big fall, instead it was just a little slip, and i got my knee dirty with mud, so basically it was just annoying.
after i changed, we went to deventer. mam and i walked around and saw some more beautiful buildings and stopped at this centre where there were tibetan monks doing sand art... and found a bracelet for maartje. they were charging 25 euro for it. and mam, not wanting to bargain, was just like, oh, i like it, but i think it's too much. i agreed, because i know that it would be no more than 5 bucks, even for a tourist. but the monk started to barter with us. i was like: what the heck? i can't barter with a monk!!! but we worked something out, and walked away bewildered at what had happened! we walked some more and had a bite to eat and met up with maartje.
have i mentioned that if i hate ireland, i may just come to the netherlands to live. it's nice here, and i can get a cute bike with 3 or 4 gears... and improve my nederlands. speaking of biking... it's been a while since i biked, because my butt hurts in two places from the seat. it's not terrible, but it's funny. to me at least!
when we got home, we readied to go to deventer-where maartje's school is, and where she was having a graduation today. unfortunately i fell in the mud. which would have been way more funny if it had been a really big fall, instead it was just a little slip, and i got my knee dirty with mud, so basically it was just annoying.
after i changed, we went to deventer. mam and i walked around and saw some more beautiful buildings and stopped at this centre where there were tibetan monks doing sand art... and found a bracelet for maartje. they were charging 25 euro for it. and mam, not wanting to bargain, was just like, oh, i like it, but i think it's too much. i agreed, because i know that it would be no more than 5 bucks, even for a tourist. but the monk started to barter with us. i was like: what the heck? i can't barter with a monk!!! but we worked something out, and walked away bewildered at what had happened! we walked some more and had a bite to eat and met up with maartje.
have i mentioned that if i hate ireland, i may just come to the netherlands to live. it's nice here, and i can get a cute bike with 3 or 4 gears... and improve my nederlands. speaking of biking... it's been a while since i biked, because my butt hurts in two places from the seat. it's not terrible, but it's funny. to me at least!
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
oburgen
last night i arrived in oburgen.
my family here has just moved to oburgen, so it is my first time here. they purchased the house a couple of years ago and have completely renovated it. it is an old farm house, and has retained that feeling, and a bit of the look, but it is *not* a country house, as in rose pink, and country blue. it's perfect. and i feel stupid not having a camera with me. i need to get better at knowing where that little thing is.
it is so nice to be here. my (host)mam and i went to zutbhan and bronckhorst. they are old trade towns and they were beautiful. we had tea and bakken at the old coffee and tea shop and looked around a bit... walking through the towns and admiring the old buildings and streets. it rained today, and was a bit cold, but it really only started to get bad once we got back home.
i slept great last night -- no birds from my sister, and also not staying up too late playing cards at her house.
there is a dutch word to describe what it feels like here... gezelleg. it means kind of comfortable, cozy, nice, but a little bit more than that. so nice, so relaxing.
oh! and tonight we had vla! which i love... but totally forgot about. vla for ursula! i've had some drop, kroketten, and gouda cheese. all yummy.
mijke and ilse don't live at home anymore, so i will have to see them next time i come, but maartje and marcos do. maartje and i have been joking around like old times, but marcos is a bit shy of me.
i wish i was staying here longer, i'm already sad to leave, but i'm still here. so, taking some of mam's advice, i'm going to live in the moment and not worry about tomorrow.
my family here has just moved to oburgen, so it is my first time here. they purchased the house a couple of years ago and have completely renovated it. it is an old farm house, and has retained that feeling, and a bit of the look, but it is *not* a country house, as in rose pink, and country blue. it's perfect. and i feel stupid not having a camera with me. i need to get better at knowing where that little thing is.
it is so nice to be here. my (host)mam and i went to zutbhan and bronckhorst. they are old trade towns and they were beautiful. we had tea and bakken at the old coffee and tea shop and looked around a bit... walking through the towns and admiring the old buildings and streets. it rained today, and was a bit cold, but it really only started to get bad once we got back home.
i slept great last night -- no birds from my sister, and also not staying up too late playing cards at her house.
there is a dutch word to describe what it feels like here... gezelleg. it means kind of comfortable, cozy, nice, but a little bit more than that. so nice, so relaxing.
oh! and tonight we had vla! which i love... but totally forgot about. vla for ursula! i've had some drop, kroketten, and gouda cheese. all yummy.
mijke and ilse don't live at home anymore, so i will have to see them next time i come, but maartje and marcos do. maartje and i have been joking around like old times, but marcos is a bit shy of me.
i wish i was staying here longer, i'm already sad to leave, but i'm still here. so, taking some of mam's advice, i'm going to live in the moment and not worry about tomorrow.
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
the connection is made
last night we dropped gerry off at the airport. it was a good weekend. fun was had, despite me basically sucking as a tour guide. well, that might not be true... had i been given the opportunity to act as a guide, i'm sure i could have done a great job.
instead, on sunday we made a mexican dinner (tacos and such) for annemarie, her boyfriend and markos. turned out okay... cause annemarie actually behaved herself a bit better. played some cribbage. was good.
monday we went to old heidelberg, to the hauptstraße for lunch and gerry shopped. uh, yeah... he bought a suit, a jacket, and a belt. p.s. i only bought a pair of tweezers, cause mine dropped in the toilet and despite offers to have them sterilised, i chose to buy a new pair. i liked this cute red bag, but have decided that the € can kiss my ass. it may make it easier to travel within the EU and not have to exchange money, but DAY-AMN it burns to think about the exchange rate. seriously. maybe being semi-retired before i went on this trip wasn't a great idea. and maybe spending two months traveling before getting to ireland wasn't my most brilliant idea either. i should have taken a spanish class and moved to south america... i *know* it'd be cheaper.
in a couple hours i leave for the netherlands. it'll be a nice break from my sister... who, despite being completely off the wall, doesn't fully understand how hard it is for me to deal with her. it'll be good to travel from my carry-on bag again. soooo much easier than having to take two suitcases and a carry-on... especially on the train! not that i have to anymore... cause gerry kindly took a suitcase with him last night. he didn't mention getting stopped by the politzei, so i'm guessing it's all good. now i just have to figure out how to work getting the rest of this baggage to ireland and *not* pay any more fees for it. but as mentioned, i've got a plan.
when i got back last night, i got to talk to danielle on the phone. it was awesome. i totally admit it made me homesick. 100%. but at the same time, it was so great to chat like normal and to *hear* her voice. so d, thanks for calling. now find that frickin' microphone so we can talk all the time!
instead, on sunday we made a mexican dinner (tacos and such) for annemarie, her boyfriend and markos. turned out okay... cause annemarie actually behaved herself a bit better. played some cribbage. was good.
monday we went to old heidelberg, to the hauptstraße for lunch and gerry shopped. uh, yeah... he bought a suit, a jacket, and a belt. p.s. i only bought a pair of tweezers, cause mine dropped in the toilet and despite offers to have them sterilised, i chose to buy a new pair. i liked this cute red bag, but have decided that the € can kiss my ass. it may make it easier to travel within the EU and not have to exchange money, but DAY-AMN it burns to think about the exchange rate. seriously. maybe being semi-retired before i went on this trip wasn't a great idea. and maybe spending two months traveling before getting to ireland wasn't my most brilliant idea either. i should have taken a spanish class and moved to south america... i *know* it'd be cheaper.
in a couple hours i leave for the netherlands. it'll be a nice break from my sister... who, despite being completely off the wall, doesn't fully understand how hard it is for me to deal with her. it'll be good to travel from my carry-on bag again. soooo much easier than having to take two suitcases and a carry-on... especially on the train! not that i have to anymore... cause gerry kindly took a suitcase with him last night. he didn't mention getting stopped by the politzei, so i'm guessing it's all good. now i just have to figure out how to work getting the rest of this baggage to ireland and *not* pay any more fees for it. but as mentioned, i've got a plan.
when i got back last night, i got to talk to danielle on the phone. it was awesome. i totally admit it made me homesick. 100%. but at the same time, it was so great to chat like normal and to *hear* her voice. so d, thanks for calling. now find that frickin' microphone so we can talk all the time!
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