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Category Archives: Class of 2015
Irish Road Trip
I had forgotten what a thrill it can be to get behind the wheel and drive. It’s been years since I owned a car, and most of my wandering since college has been aided by buses and trains and planes. … Continue reading
No Ordinary House in the Mountains
Winding through the Wicklow Mountains with the sun glistening off the peaks of green shaded hilltops, I could not stop staring. Known as the “Garden of Ireland”, the landscape was glowing and nearly alive with the abundance of trees and … Continue reading
Gone Fishing In Belfast
There’s just enough wind out of the east this morning that it’s making it difficult to cast. I’ve been out on the River Lagan for three hours already, and burned through half a can of worms. So far, I haven’t even … Continue reading
Plugging into Dublin’s Tech Scene
As a twenty-something I am often questioned about my next steps in life. As annoying as that question gets to routinely answer, it means that I am constantly checking my decision-making compass to ensure that I am indeed heading toward … Continue reading
The Art of Small Talk
I’ve never been much for small talk. Although I’m an extrovert by nature, a night filled with inquiries about the weather and other trite observations tends to leave me feeling drained. I’ve even been known to avoid these painful interactions … Continue reading
Halloween and History
I spent this Halloween in Derry, Northern Ireland with some of the Dublin and Belfast-based Mitchells. Derry claims to be the birthplace of the pagan holiday of Halloween, and its ancient city walls on the steep banks of the River … Continue reading
Changing Course
I can’t help it—I always want to know what other people are thinking. That unbridled curiosity is what attracted me to journalism in the first place. At its core, journalism is about people—what they do, why they do it, and … Continue reading
New Traditions, New People
“What can I say—life is good.” This is the general go-to answer I’ve employed every time a friend asks me how my year in Ireland is going. It is a concise and fitting description most definitely. In the last couple … Continue reading
The First Day
Swinging open the door, I peeked my head in. A few older gentlemen and ladies peppered the conference room. I was early to my first class. I sat there quietly unpacking my notebook and looked around. I found my first … Continue reading