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cala language institute

In Uncategorized on 22.06.2009 at 12:58

so here we are, about to embark on a week of new language learning.  hopefully there is coffee available!  i’ll check back in to note a) my exhaustion b) my new words and c) (hopefully) my excitement!

okay, now that it’s more than a month later…

In Uncategorized on 22.06.2009 at 01:13
gangster stylings of laura and daniel

gangster stylings of laura and daniel

first of all, we jumped in the sea.  and only if you don’t know me and have not talked to me in the past month would it be possible that you do not know that.  so to start the day holly, daniel, me and laura all got awesome family passes and set out to [dun liri] to go jump in like awesome irish-peoples.  they say it improves circulation and general health, and basically i was just humoring them because i thought it would be fun, not because 51 degree water sounds like an awesome way to combat my purple fingers and toes.

wait, we're going to do what?

wait, we're going to do what?

it’s a beautiful day, sunny and not requiring the gagillion layers that we had brought with us in our packs. it’s a gorgeous walk to the sea and find our little place (such lies) to go jump in.  there’s a full out changing area (not enclosed, this is europe) and stairs to access getting in the water!

check this nonsense out!

check this nonsense out!

daniel gets in first, almost carried away by this crazy current at the bottom of the stairs – and then it comes to holly and me.  i decide to…

clearly i decided to ...

clearly i decided to ...

go for it!  and i swam some, maybe halfway out the the buoy.  and it got cold fast.  holly jumped in too, all the while laura documenting our adventures!  she has, in my opinion, far too many pictures of me looking ridiculously cold.  i did apparently look pretty pathetic when i got out, but did not require the hypothermic blanket that we brought along!  (and earned the respect of the irishmen).

we did it!

we did it!

i was wrong to not believe their claims; we totally had amazing circulation from that point forward!  awesome.

we had an amazing rest of the day, including seals, tea, waffles, much train riding, shopping and CHURCH FRY eating.  also you know, we ate in a pub that was a church.  but mainly they served church fries.  almost changed my life.  almost.  

one last image i need to share with the internet world to complete our trip (it could be my new family, i.e. denny, or it could be the box of granola, or even our crazy long curtains in our room!)

sixteen hours?!?

sixteen hours?!?

but it is not any of those things.  it is a picture of the door that is most likely still wet with paint.  i barely touched the white paint and i was still finding it on parts of my arms and hands upwards of a week.

thank you guadeloupe.

In word of the day on 09.06.2009 at 23:10

i love bookman.  and pancakes.  and when people come visit me and let me sit and read french.

akwaba = bienvenue = welcome.

there’s a little creole for you, and i hope you enjoy.

also, la case = la maison, in guadeloupian french.  more to come from a new maryse condé novel that i found. (and that i read critiques of last year, around the time of F.S.)

if you’re reading this and you know who F.S. is, give yourself a pat on the back.  and a cookie.

In Uncategorized on 09.06.2009 at 23:06

we have been back long enough to have had our final meeting about ireland (which i remembered, AND attended, big feat) and so i wanted to include a few more words about our trip.

i left off after we finished paul and daniel’s flat, and we were all so exhausted.  we met up with one of christy’s friends and somehow were able to find food!

disgusting sounding, AMAZING source of iron

disgusting sounding, AMAZING source of iron

we ended up at a burger joint and it was amazing.  i picked a burger almost at random – hawaiian or thai or jamaican or traditional or … .  i ended up with a burger that no nationality should claim; with pineapple, pickled beet and fried egg, all atop a lovely pile of meat.  it revived me for all of ten minutes. (and that was a large accomplishment)

i pulled a dorsey at the table and daniel escorted me to our latest meeting of the trip before we retired to bed and i almost refused toothbrushing. the next morning we were spirited off to greystones after devotional and the time where i eat every carb known to man and sing about it.  greystones was beautiful, yet instructive.

Uh oh.

Uh oh.

we went the opposite direction and i was delighted when i could reveal my mental prowess concerning the spread of the french language in the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries (how did french get to a little protestant town in ireland?).

is this real?

is this real?

really, i asked myself that.  i am still in awe of the amount of structure that you find seaside in ireland.  if anyone has nuggets of wisdom of how that all came to be, please share! we had a fantastic time walking around greystones and talking with chuck and generally taking lots of pictures so that we could prove that this vista existed and that we were there with it.

yeah, i don't think so.

yeah, i don't think so.

our day continued to be amazing with soup and bread and salad for lunch at a spot that could easily be in asheville, nc.  called the happy pear (or the moldy peach for those of us with early onset making up of words), it was quite lovely.

tomato basil soup and delicious carbs

tomato basil soup and delicious carbs

we met ellisha at her station of the dart (taking chuck with us) and discovered the anchorage (after walking at breakneck dublin speeds).  we saw flowers that they sell and the evil bunny and the preschool areas…

with appropriately sized doors.

with appropriately sized doors.

we even had a little time to go shopping! (thank you h&m). i have no idea how i fit four days into the last post, just a few days after coming back, and this post seems to be taking over the world. but i’ve never been a long letter writer, as my thoughts don’t necessarily make too much sense on the page. and for that i apologize.