About a see-you-soon

Saying goodbye is never easy. Especially when you are about to leave behind such an amazing city as Dublin and the great people you have met throughout these 12 weeks. A city that has (literally) left a mark on me and people with whom I have shared unforgettable moments. A city I know I will come back to one way or another.

So... this is it. I just want to say a big THANK YOU to all of you, who have made this experience possible. From my Pembroke Shore Family and relatives, the rest of flatmates, my partners in crime, all the people who invaded my house, my adoptive little sis, my coworkers, every friend-of-a-friend I have met... to all of you, you know who you are... although you may not know how important you have been to me. It would have never been the same withouth you guys (folks!)

Dublin Facts

You can go out a Sunday, a Tuesday, a Thursday, a Friday and a Saturday and still want more.

Some people make you feel ashamed of being Spanish. Some other of being a woman. Some other of being a human being.

Raping the kitchen is always a good idea.

Tesco products save lifes.

You can fix a fridge with a little bit of tape.

The ground is hard.

You can put up to 4 pint glasses in a purse.

When you less expect it, you'll go from /ˈdʌblɨn/ to /ˈdʊb(ə)lən/

Irish people are great craic.

There is definitively something in the air.

Milk tastes like milk here.

Buses own the streets.

Grafton Street and Temple Bar are never empty. Ever.

Molly Malone is a party animal.

About the end of the internship

 Well...I have officially finished my internship here... I don't know wether to feel on holidays or unemployed...

Sunday's weather was again, just like the whole weekend, sunny and warm (Irish summer weather, for

everybody from Madrid it would be more similar to our Spring weather). For the first time in weeks I went to the street wearing only a t-shirt and no jacket. And not only that, the t-shirt was sleeveless. I met Tomoyo and María at the Trinity College, and we then went to visit Saint Patrick's Cathedral. Cathedral that is a few minutes away from the office, and I had never been there before. While we were there, Kelsi went out from work and she came with us. Later, we went to have an icecream and then home.

And so starts my last week in Dublin. At work, once again, everything has gone smoothly. After work I have tried to make the best of the time.

On Tuesday night, I went to Dicey's with María. It wasn't, again, as packed as it has been, but still pretty crowded. And we confirmed that, here, you may speak with 20 random Irish guys and they will all be nice, and speak with 2 Spanish guys and find out that they are (massive) assholes. Of course, it may have only been a coincicence (several coincidences)... but how unlucky that is...

On Wednesday, after work, I went for a second to the shopping centre to buy socks (I seriously don't know what the hell I had in my head when I packed and why all of my socks are breaking here) and also a scarf-wool-hat I saw last weekend and it is really nice and I can't wait to wear. After that, I did not have a lot of time, because I was meeting Tomoyo and María for dinner. We went to a place called Gotham Cafe, near my house. We went home almost right after dinner, because the three of us were quite tired.

Thursday was my last day at work... It started pretty quiet, but then we were busy. After dinner, I went with María and two of her colleagues for a beer to celebrate Arthur Guinness' day. Of course, I had Guinnes. What else could I drink?

And Friday is being, in general, peaceful and relaxing. I have slept until late and little more... Laundry, shower, lunch... And now, once I finish updating (almost for the last time) my blog... I'll go to the supermarket to buy a couple of things I need and then I may start cleaning up... I can not believe I have to start doing that...

About minor accidents, Germany in Dublin and change of seasons

So... Another week is coming to an end.

This one started with a visit to the hospital, because I needed to have changed the dressing of my foot. And how come I have a wound in my foot? Well, to make it short, I got hit by a car last September 9th. And before you even get scared, I am completely fine. After the hit, I only wanted to go upstairs to the office, wash my face and start working. Nobody seemed to care, though, and I got a cervical collar, they immobilized my spine (a.k.a they tied me to a really uncomfortable stretcher) and they took me to the ER so they could see me, give me some stitches and all of that. Oh, and they put me a bracelet "so I don´t get lost" to which I replied that it wasn't like I was going to go far away looking like that and tied to that stretcher. But, as said, it was nothing. Three stitches, a couple of bruises and a wound in my foot. And I no longer have the stitches, the bruises have almost completely faded away and the wound is healing. I spent a couple of days at home and went back to work the third one of sheer boredom... And there's little to add... On Wednesday, the driver came to see me at the office and gave me a bouquet. On Thursday, I went to the hospital to recover my medical records (they said that I should keep on trying...) and then I went to the garda station to speak with my cute Garda, and back to the hospital on Friday to have my foot checked. That night, I went to have a beer with the Spanish guys and then to the cinema on Sunday.

And then, as said before, I started this week going back to St. James (and I think I had never ever gone so many times in a row to a hospital) where I was told that the wound is good.

Generally speaking, the week was quiet as usual. Also because I was told to be barefooted as much as possible, and not to give my foot a hard time... and also because we have been busy at work, so when I am back home I need to make the lunch, dinner, have a shower, maybe do the laundry... and that leaves me with little time.

Nevertheless, I went to have a beer on Thursday, because a small Oktoberfest is taking place here in Dublin. And I was really happy with my Weizenbier and my Bratwurst. 

And this weekend I have tried to make as much as possible. On Friday I met the Spanish guys, kind of farewell party because they have already landed in Barajas at this time. So we went to the Temple Bar. And I don't remember how many times I had to repeat that no, I have not had a fight and I have not been punched.

And yesterday, Tomoyo, María and two Japanese friends from Tomo and I went to The Village. It was one of the best nights there... It was crowded, and since the University has already started, there is a lot of people and a great environment (and not only made of teenagers and post-teenagers who want to "learn" the language)

And now... I am going to have a shower and go for a walk. We have to make the best of it, because the weather is great now... This week started on Winter and it is finishing in Summer!!

About things that happen in the blink of an eye

I know, I know, I usually update the blog during the weekend or even on Monday... but I have had a busy week and I had no time until today.

Cecilia left on Monday morning. So early it was almost still Sunday... We woke up at around 3:00, and I left her at the bus stop, where she took the bus to the airport. Then, once she got in the bus, I went back home to sleep a bit more.

The rest of the week was pretty normal, same as usual...

On Thursday, since I wasn't working on Friday because I was travelling back to Madrid for the weekend, we decided to go out. At first, I though we would only be Tomo, Maria, Ramon and me, but my flatmates Kelsi, Julia and Mattia decided to come with us, same as a friend of Mattia. So we had a drink at home, and then headed to Harcourt Street. We decided to go to the D2. There, we had a great time all together.

Then, on Friday, after waking up and eating something, I went straight to the airport. There isn't a lot to say about that... Airport stuff... Security, passport check... Flying... And then, home. It felt great to go to the street with only a t-shirt... Then, after unpacking, I went to have some tapas with some friends, Javi, Lucia, Fran and Beltran. And tinto de verano!! Yummy! After that, with my sister, her boyfriend and the cousin of his, we went to have a beer... in a pub. Yeah... I was kind of missing that lol.

And then, Saturday, the reason I had to go back for the weekend: my uncle Chema's wedding. It was a really nice day, and a really nice wedding. And I also got to see almost all my family.

And then, Sunday... it was a pretty lazy day. But that's what Sunday's are for.

And then, this week has been kind of relaxed... And now I'm just getting ready for the weekend... My stay is almost finished, so I really have to make the best of it...

Be safe!

About movement in the flat and Chinchisit

Technically, 2/3 of the Dublin Experience are gone. I won't say that it seems like yesterday when I came... but I will say the time is certainly flying.

This week, as usual, has been quite quiet. We kept on working at Folens, and by the end of the week we resumed La Touche.

And about the rest, I went on Tuesday to Dicey's with María and Alex to Dicey's. Surprisingly, there was by far less people than other days (which does not mean it wasn't packed). This time, we were able to keep our promise and we had only one beer and then we went back home.

On Wednesday came a cleaning team to burn down  clean the kitchen and the bathrooms. And, hey... the glass of the oven is actually transparent... Tomoyo came later to have dinner and we then went to Camdem Street and Temple Bar. There, I found/met Alex and we went to O'Connell St. to watch the football match.

And finally, weekend!! On Friday, after a quick dinner, I went to a bar near St. Stephen's Green with Alex and his friends. There was also football, so we were entertained until they started playing music.

Alex went back to Spain on Saturday morning, same as the German girl that had come the previous weekend, who was changing flats because she worked far from here. In exchange, an american girl came. And my sister! Well, Ceci did not stay for longer than the weekend... but she arrived on Saturday. After lunch, we went to visit Kilmainham Gaol, a XVIII Century jail. Truth be told, it was really interesting. In that prison, many of the Easter Rising rebels were held and executed... so we learnt a lot of Irish history. After that, we went back home, had dinner, and headed to Temple Bar with María, Padraig, Valentina, Andrea and Tomoyo. Between the songs with goat (explanation here) and cheering some couples (we all were doing that) we had a great night.

On Sunday, when I managed to get my sis out of bed, we went to have a Full Breakfast at Temple Bar. Energy for the next activity, the Free Tour. If any of you ever comes, specially if you are interested on culture and history, I recommend it 100%.  After visiting the highlights of Dublin, while our guide was telling us anecdotes and historical facts about the country and the city, we went to have a walk and visit the couple of things we had not seen. Then we had a beer and a some nachos, and after a short walk at the canal, we went home, to have dinner and go to bed. And I discovered we've got a new Italian flatmate.

And that's pretty much it, so far...