The End of the World


So, I know I've been an awful blogger while I've been abroad. Sorry to disappoint, but this will not be about my experience in Europe.
We all survived "the end of the world" yesterday. Pretty remarkable? Not really. I'm currently studying for my Eschatology exam that (funny enough) I have tomorrow. Due to what others might think, no I wasn't hoping the world would end so that I wouldn't have to take it. Why? BECAUSE THE WORLD WOULD BE ENDING! I think billions of deaths are far worse than my exam.
However, I think it is coincidentally convenient that I happen to be taking this particular course this semester... And I would like to express a few thoughts on the subject.
STOP TRYING TO PREDICT THE END OF THE WORLD!
It's written throughout all of the pages of the Bible: "Get ready because you don't know the hour of the Lord's return." We don't know when the eschaton is going to happen. Do we really think that God is going to let us predict it. "Oh, darn. Those smart humans guessed the exact day that I was going to end my master plan for all of Creation. Oh well." I don't think that is how it is going to go down. I think God is a little bit smarter than that.
So sorry to all the Christian leaders who were scouring the news for earthquakes, volcanoes, and raptures on Saturday. Maybe if you'd just chillax a little bit... God will get around to it eventually. Until then, I've got some exams to pass.

Smorgasbord in Cork


Firstly, I realized at the end of my stay in Cork that I really didn't spend much time in the city itself unfortunately. However, my experience in County Cork was quite lovely. We drove up Friday evening on a bus with the NUIM International Society and stayed in a hostel very near the City Centre. This was my first experience in a hostel, and I found that the longer I was there, the less of a big deal it was to be there. Therefore, I found I slept quite a bit better the second night.
Saturday, we found ourselves in Blarney. A ridiculously small town that houses...of course, the famous Blarney Castle. The castle is cool and all, but the grounds are AMAZING! It was such a gorgeous day with plenty of sunshine and we got there early before the crowds. The walk up to kiss the Blarney Stone was reminiscent of the hike to the top of St. Peter's (with the steep winding staircases and slight development of claustrophobia). However, at least it wasn't 90 degrees and suffocating; so overall a more enjoyable experience. The actual kissing of the stone is an ordeal, yet speedy quick. You have to get on your back, hold onto two metal bars, and shimmy upside down until you reach it with an attendant holding onto you. This part was fine, but no one told me about the MAJOR HEADRUSH that comes afterwards! I was dizzy for about 30 sec.
We spent the rest of the afternoon exploring the grounds. The road we walked on had more daffodils than I have ever seen in my life! We also found horses, waterfalls and caves...the whole place was beautiful. And of course, I had to buy a Blarney Stone t-shirt...classic Kate. After our adventures we had...yep, chinese food :) It was quite delicious and warm, which is all I really wanted.
Our second day we went to Kinsale, which is a cute little fishing town seated right in a coastal bay. Again, the weather loved us, so we took a hilly walk around the bay to St. Charles Fort. I kinda liked the walk better than the Fort itself. There were so many cute houses and signs along the way as well as some picturesque views of the the bay (which had sailboats on it that day!). I had some seafood chowder at a little cafe before we got back on the bus, and eventually headed back to Maynooth. All in all a wonderful weekend. (Pictures to be posted soon).

5 Weeks Already?!


Well, I'm officially the worst blogger ever. I am now resolved to keep this updated with my thoughts and adventures as I live the Irish life. Therefore, I am going to start with an overview as opposed to a day by day account.

Firstly, Ireland is beautiful once you get out of the city. Yes, cities are beautiful in their certain aspects, but I didn't come to Ireland for buildings. I came for breathtaking scenery! Unfortunately, I didn't find that until I traveled up to the North Coast two weeks ago, but it was well worth the wait.

Northern Coastline

I am currently residing in the splendid little town of Maynooth, which would be more of a village if you took away the University. The culture here basically revolves around the students, and it is a very interesting culture. All of the Irish students go home on the weekends (apparently they still don't know how to do laundry after 20 years), so all of the partying happens on the weeknights. There is a different pub/club for each night of the week (except Tuesdays, don't ask me why...), which is where you will find everyone. I don't know how anyone goes to class after staying up until the wee hours of the morning, but they do.

I am really thankful for the Irish university lifestyle at the moment though because they don't do much. Most of my classes, or modules, are only once a week, and no one assigns homework. In my English class, my entire grade will be based on a two-hour final exam! However, this gives me a necessary break from grueling U.S. studies and more time to travel.

Here are some more interesting facts I've learned along the way: The Irish have something against non-fat milk, so I have to buy it in 1 litre containers; they DO have peanut butter here!; they do not have Mac & Cheese (except in a can?); it takes twice (sometimes 3x) as long for something to get done here than it does in America; tea cakes/biscuits are yummy!; coffee, not so much; Irish care WAY more about their appearances than Americans (they actually dress up for class); the Southern diet was invented here (in my opinion); you bag your own groceries; sandwich toppings are odd, yet delicious!; there is a surprising amount of foreign food eaten here (mostly asian), but the only thing they use tortillas for are wraps.

Going to Cork this weekend, so hopefully I'll have more news soon!

I'd prefer if my water wasn't pink


Just another ho hum day......

Went to HSNV this morning, and a surprising sight! Nearly no cars in the parking lot and only one person in the gym! (Doesn't say much for the crowded pool my mom had to swim in...) One of my favorite things there, tho, is their citrus-cucumber water (not being a huge fan of regular water myself). However, the past few days, despite the lovely flavor, they have been substituting regular oranges with blood oranges, turning the water pink! Little too girly for my taste...

Finally cleared enough room on my spare bed to fit my suitcase:

Empty Suitcase

Also, after many fruitless attempts, I finally got Ravelry progress bars in the right sidebar! The cute gloves I have there now are my belated Xmas present to my mom. I am going to be putting the pattern up free on Ravelry soon. This is the wonderful wool I found to make the flowers.

Hand-dyed yarn

Hopefully they'll be done before I take off!

Countdown: 9 Days

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