Started Low, but Ended High

Hello all! Welcome to another abroad update!!!!

This past weekend I visitedDublin, Ireland andabsolutely LOVED it. However, it took a while to get there.

My program grants us limited availability to travel – it’s only weekends. Recently, we just started internships. Each student either has their internship Monday-Thursday or Tuesday-Friday, with class filling up the other weekday. The friend that I traveled with had her internship on Friday until about 5, while I returned from class at 2. We had time to make our flight at 9:30, or so I thought.

Due to many complications, we did not make our flight to Dublin that Friday night, leaving me hopeless and an emotional wreck in the London Gatwick Airport and on the Gatwick Express back to BU London’s campus.While I was freaking out, my friend was looking for inexpensive ways to get to Dublin so that our entire trip was not ruined. She found a series of trains and a FERRY to get to the Emerald Isle.

We woke up at 6 a.m. to embark on our journey through Wales and across the sea to Ireland. Overall, the trek took 8 hours and we made it there in the early afternoon, leaving us with a day and a half to explore Dublin.

Once we plopped our stuff in our hostel room, we went to the Temple Bar area to see some classic Dublin pubs, including Temple Bar itself. We fell in love with the live music that played in every bar, whether it was classic American rock or eclectic Irish tunes. Everyone in the bar seemed to have this element of togetherness, although most of them were definitely strangers. This warm atmosphere was something that I experienced throughout my entire time in Ireland that always left a smile on my face.

We were involved in a race againsttime, as many of the things that we wanted to do during the day were closing. We were basically just running around the city, trying to see as many things as possible. We were hungry and tired, but still had a lot of energy to get dinner and go out at night. We got a classic lamb and Guinness stew with delicious mash- coincidentally seated right next to a Massachusetts license plate.

For those who have seen P.S. I Love You, we went to Whelan’s, which is the pub that they go to in the movie. It lived up to the hype. We even visited a more club-like place, but yearned to return back to Whelan’s, where we met some new Irish friends. Next thing I knew it was 3:30 — talk about a late night. We took a pedicab home and were in bed by 4.

The next morning, we hada classic Irish breakfast, walked to different national landmarks and museums, and visited the Guinness Storehouse to see how the classic Irish beverage is brewed. We visited the Sky Bar and saw the city that we had just taken over. We ended the trip by going to the oldest pub in Dublin and were left in awe by its beauty due to both the atmosphere and the togetherness of the people in it. Live music was playing and people were singing. I wanted to stay there forever.

Dublin was arguably the hardest goodbye I’ve experienced since being abroad. Although I wish I had more time there, I will always look back on this weekend as one of the best times of my life. All I can say is that it was one of the biggest emotional rollercoasters of my life, but I left on an emotional high. I can’t wait to return to the Emerald Isle some day and see what else it has to offer.

Thanks for livin’ life with Annie 🙂

One thought on “Started Low, but Ended High

  1. Annie!
    When Pat and I took his dad Grampa Mike and Conlin to Ireland for Kevin’s graduation from Royal College of Surgeons, we landed at 4am—and got into our hotel room at 6. Pat and Mike laid down but Conlin and I headed out. By 6:15am, Conlin had his first Guinness in the homeland at Temple Bar! It was a glorious thing! It feels so good to us because it WAS home to our Conlin family! I had my Ancestry DNA done and I am 57% Irish! Do plan to return for a longer time, my dear, and check out the West coast! Talk about feeling familiar!! Happy St Pat’s Day, sweet Annie🍀🍀🍀 Life is good! Xo Tory (ps—there is a ferry called the Tory Moore that takes people to Tory Island in the north! Blew my mind when I heard!)


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