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Every so often I make an effort to take a walk to a Dublin neighborhood that lies outside the limits of my normal daily route straight through Dublin city center. On this particular day, I had decided to venture off … Continue reading →

Winter vacation lasts a long time at Trinity. Returning to Dublin today, I spent the last month away from campus after finishing up final term papers in mid-December. While I’ve used that time to recharge following a busy term of … Continue reading →

5… 6… 7… 8…  The eight beat restarts, and the dancer begins to rhymically beat the floor, creating percussive rhythms out of the careful battering of toes and heels against the stage.  Their accent might be on the on-beat, they … Continue reading →

Shortly before the start of the spring semester, I welcomed my first visitor to Ireland. My friend—who is half Irish!—studies civil conflict and political psychology, so she was keen to visit Northern Ireland and learn more about the Troubles, the … Continue reading →

I often tell people, both those who love me back home and the friends I’ve made in Ireland that I’ve been homesick this entire time—but that I’m not too sad about it. I was lucky to go back to the states … Continue reading →

Shortly after my arrival to UCC in September, I quickly came to discover the unique challenges faced by international graduate students in that most-important task of life: making friends. Having come directly from an undergraduate life where I felt thoroughly … Continue reading →

I don’t like to think of myself as a New Yorker – I only lived there for five years – but when I arrived in Derry, I quickly realized just how many of those New Yorker instincts had stuck. A … Continue reading →

1. Mám: Mountain pass. Mám Trasna fadó, The Old Pass. 2. Mám: Yoke. Faoi mhám an pheaca, under the yoke of sin. 2. Lit: Obligation, duty, function. 3. Mám: Handful. ~ mhilseán, of sweets. Scaipeann sé ina mhámanna é, he … Continue reading →

As a rule, I am very bad at predicting difficult things. Do not ask me to measure pasta or whether you will need a jacket. It’s only my luck that the one time I got a prediction right, I didn’t … Continue reading →

Since arriving in Ireland in August, I have been consistently blown away by the island’s breathtaking beauty, especially as I have come to discover that said beauty is itself anything but consistent. They might call Ireland “the Emerald Isle,” but … Continue reading →

Damp from the perennial Irish drizzle and out of breath after running to compensate for the inevitable delays of Dublin public transport, I reached Number 11 Parnell Square East, a Georgian brick building that hosts a variety of cultural events, … Continue reading →