Getting off the plane, I found out that there were two other
UIP students on my flight and another one who arrived on a different flight at
the same time. So after getting through customs easily (they had psyched us out
and gave us all these documents to present and then customs didn’t care), we
waited in the airport. That’s because it was 5am and the building where we
could get our keys wouldn’t open until 9. Two more UIP students arrived at 7
and then we all got a taxi at 8 to head over. I’m very glad we did that because
we met James, one of the nicest taxi drivers I’ve met. He was very helpful,
gave us lots of tips about Ireland and even gave us his number if we ever
needed a ride (if people were out late at night or something like that). It
took an hour to cross the city (the airport is in the north and the University
College Dublin (UCD) is in the south). When we arrived, we found out that our
rooms weren’t ready and wouldn’t be until 1pm. We walked around, I finally ate
a scone (very good – Mom’s been raving about them), and waited for our
neighborhood tour to begin. Honestly, UCD looks like any other US college and
much of Dublin itself even looks like a quaint town in New England, but
something is slightly different. Here's some photos:
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rivers run through the city |
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gated front yard |
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what some of the houses look like |
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Cool Church among modern buildings |
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They DO have Leprechauns! |
We saw lots of Irish flags flying (because
it’s soccer season) and the doors of houses are differently colored (like all
red or all blue).
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The doors also sometimes have their names engraved on the outside |
Even their fashion is similar to ours – lots of people have
that punk dress, but the rest seems like ours, just slightly different. I can’t
put my finger on it just yet, but it’s not quite the same. But there are still
old people running around UCD, so I guess some things are similar (there are
many fit older folks in c-ville who run around and who would put me to shame if
I were to run there).
Anyways, our dorms are very nice.
There are six single rooms on a long hall, each with its own bathroom and one
kitchen/living room. The beds have a cover and duvet = mattress topper and
comforter because apparently they don’t really use sheets (kind of weird but
whatever). Here's what my apartment looks like:
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My room |
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rest of my room |
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bathroom (shower is on right) |
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kitchen |
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living room |
After getting settled, we went to downtown Dublin to explore. We got
off kind of early and walked along the street, then went through a beautiful
park.
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Archway marking entrance to gardens |
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Inside the park |
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cool lake with swans |
We came out on the other end at a kind of downtown hub, much like
downtown c-ville where there is a cobblestone street and lots of stores for
people to walk around in (and not through traffic because it’s basically for
pedestrians). There we found TKMaxx and Penneys (knock-off of ours? or is it
the other way around? haha).
NOTE: Jet lag stinks. Terribly. I’d
been told that you should power through, stay awake, don’t nap and go to sleep
when the locals would and that would set you on the right clock. This basically
meant for me that I would have to pull my first all-nighter since I couldn’t
sleep on the plane (or in any public place for that matter). So I’d been doing
pretty well until we started walking around and by the time we hit the park I
was brain dead. Literally. If my brainwaves were mapped on a heart beat monitor,
they’d have flat lined. I was barely talking and walking around in almost a
stupor, so I couldn’t quite enjoy Dublin as I would have liked. But it was
worth it. We went into a pub looking for food, but there were so many people
there we couldn’t find a seat. So we went to another pub and finally got some
food. There’s quite a bit of American food around, so it will be hard for me to
find real Irish food. It’s funny to see everyone there glued to the tv screen
though. Finally, I made it home, took a shower and passed out. This is why I
don’t pull all-nighters. But yay!
I’m in Ireland!
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