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Tomorrow, I go back to the U.S. for the first time since moving to Ireland. I will be back to Dublin shortly but this is a reminder that my time as a Mitchell is quickly coming to an end. These … Continue reading →

Only 66 days left on the island and the coursework is finished (will my essays ever be marked?), my internship is over (over 1,000 objects were sorted and listed in the Lynda Walker archive at the Linen Hall Library by … Continue reading →

There are few times during my young adulthood when I’ve been able to step away from capital and corporate pressures, choosing instead to live moment to moment, appreciating the small wonders of life. This past year at Trinity has been … Continue reading →

“Of all the money that e’er I hadI have spent it in good companyOh and all the harm I’ve ever doneAlas, it was to none but me And all I’ve done for want of witTo memory now I can’t recallSo … Continue reading →

With the arrival of the spring season, the Irish landscape bursts forth with tiny yellow flowers. Some call them “gorse,” from the German gerste (“barley”), others name them “furze,” perhaps from the Old English fȳr (“fire”). Botanists will know them … Continue reading →

There are always at least two reasons to do or not do something. For example, I rarely discuss my favorite local spots in Ireland or Los Angeles for 1) personal security reasons and 2) I don’t want them to get … Continue reading →

The day after my first Irish dance class in September, I woke up to jelly legs. As it turns out, a lifetime of Indian Bharatanatyam and classical modern dance hadn’t prepared me for the calf strength needed to be constantly … Continue reading →

Thursday His threats are getting longer, and more specific. I bold, italicise, proofread the evidence file again, change the font from Arial to Helvetica. Legibility, style. I save the piece to my flash drive as a doc and pdf, because … Continue reading →

From Barcelona to Budapest to Banglore to my hometown in Basking Ridge, New Jersey – there are Irish pubs. And furthermore those Irish pubs feel the same. There is a strange consistency to the Irish pub from the cozy layout, … Continue reading →

Trinity’s academic calendar is divided into three terms, the anatomy of my year in Dublin has followed the rhythm from Michelmas to now Hilary, and is approaching a finish with Trinity. It feels like some things are aligning now, in … Continue reading →

Backpacking, an Ambassador-christened Road Trip, and chasing a promise for Irish peatlands. Dublin 04, UCD Village. This St. Patrick’s eve all is quiet, except for the typing flurry of we UCD’ers sequestered from the craic to finish midterm assignments. I … Continue reading →

The first day of school is the worst. The first day of school is the worst. I can’t stand it. I really can’t. Something about walking the paths of campus and suddenly feeling cramped really ticks me off. It’s like … Continue reading →