Wednesday, August 8, 2007
chuggers!
... it's amazing the places life will take you..
two days ago i went to a party in cork.. took a four hour bus with three other fundraisers just to go to this crazy party... imagine a room full of people who are fundraisers for a living! they get told to stick it five times a day, but they keep going out being crazy and having a good time with strangers every day. so put them all in a room together, and that was my weekend. very confusing and fun, still not quite sure what happened.
i'm currently sitting in dublin airport at 3.18 in the morning after taking a three hour bus from galway. talked to an aussie guy called zak on the bus, who i'd met earlier on the street while i was working. i'm a little drunk, because my colleagues bought me drinks because i outdid them both today and it's only my second week. so we were sitting in a pub chatting with some women they'd met on the street yesterday, and a girl one of them met today, and a guy called eddie that i'd met today came along to talk to the girl who he was in the same hostel with. so we were craicing around with all these random people having a brilliant time and i almost missed my bus.
catching an early plane to brussels, then a train to amsterdam, then a bus to appelscha for a weekend of camping and being hippy-rific. hooray!
oh, and i'm working on my irish accent.. here goes... "c'mere to me, what's the craic?" .. what do you think?
two days ago i went to a party in cork.. took a four hour bus with three other fundraisers just to go to this crazy party... imagine a room full of people who are fundraisers for a living! they get told to stick it five times a day, but they keep going out being crazy and having a good time with strangers every day. so put them all in a room together, and that was my weekend. very confusing and fun, still not quite sure what happened.
i'm currently sitting in dublin airport at 3.18 in the morning after taking a three hour bus from galway. talked to an aussie guy called zak on the bus, who i'd met earlier on the street while i was working. i'm a little drunk, because my colleagues bought me drinks because i outdid them both today and it's only my second week. so we were sitting in a pub chatting with some women they'd met on the street yesterday, and a girl one of them met today, and a guy called eddie that i'd met today came along to talk to the girl who he was in the same hostel with. so we were craicing around with all these random people having a brilliant time and i almost missed my bus.
catching an early plane to brussels, then a train to amsterdam, then a bus to appelscha for a weekend of camping and being hippy-rific. hooray!
oh, and i'm working on my irish accent.. here goes... "c'mere to me, what's the craic?" .. what do you think?
Friday, July 27, 2007
seomra spraoi
so i got a job as a roaming fundraiser. starting monday i'm one of those people that stand in the street and try to guilt you into signing up for a monthly donation to a charity. but i get to see ireland with travel and accommodation paid for, so can't complain. if it's terrible i'll just come back to dublin and start from square one.
when ya got nothin', ya got nothin' ta lose
when ya got nothin', ya got nothin' ta lose
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
an example of the indecisiveness of irish conversation:
"Do you want to close the window? Are you cold?"
"Well..." (shrug) "... I'm not warm either... you could close it.......
..if you want to...."
"Well..." (shrug) "... I'm not warm either... you could close it.......
..if you want to...."
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
istanbul not constantinople
so, we're in istanbul. i love this city. i love all the beautiful mosques, and the way they make for such a different city skyline. i love hearing the five daily calls to prayer blaring out over the city through crappy speakers. i love sitting in a tea garden with a fruit hookah and drinking apple tea for hours. i love having my fortune read from my turkish coffee dregs by our waiter, and listening to him bringing us up to date on gossip in the turkish tabloids. i love all the beautiful street cats wandering the city, and the fact that they're never underfed.
but i'm still counting the days till i get to dublin.
i really like this photograph.. this is a photo of myself, alistair, daryl and caroline in our tea garden. the photograph below that is titled "stupid tourists"
but i'm still counting the days till i get to dublin.
i really like this photograph.. this is a photo of myself, alistair, daryl and caroline in our tea garden. the photograph below that is titled "stupid tourists"
Thursday, July 5, 2007
the adriatic coast OR fun with languages in croatia, montenegro, albania and greece part 1
the title pretty much says it all.. turned our little eastern european adventure into a relaxing beach holiday mmm.. although there have been some trying times involving public transport, language and currency difficulties. i may post a story titled "getting from croatia to albania by land in less than 14 hours using five different kinds of vehicle: an adventure story" or i may just leave you with the title and your imaginations.
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