Old Barrack Buildings, Charlesfort, Kinsale, Co. Cork.
Nikon F3, 50mm Series E, Ilford HP5+, Fotospeed FD10.
(by s.k. joiner)
.Ireland has the best food I have ever consumed, ever
.despite contrary belief, it isn’t that expensive to thrive in Ireland
.technology always seems to ruin everything, which is ironic since it has been designed to help us
.keeping up with facebook, tumblr, study abroad blog and the most recent ‘Moodle’ platform for Irish school is exhausting and rather unenjoyable. I think I will begin to post more consistently here and then anything/anyone else can do with that what they please
.as much as i love Ireland, i might be allergic to this beautiful land; i’m starting to resemble sneezey the dwarf
Dublin and Glasgow are officially my favorite places on the planet. I woke up in the morning and got on the tour bus for Dublin. I was, as usual, racing the elderly to get the best seat on the bus. We went into Dublin and honestly wish I were Irish. There were so many pretty girls and good-looking guys. There was Georgian architecture everywhere and you notice that every single door was a different color. I thought that was pretty cool. I passed by Grafton St. Anyone who listens to The Script should know about Grafton St. We didn’t get to go off the bus, which was definitely a bummer, but I did get to go check out Trinity College where Oscar Wilde went to school! There was this guy in the back complaining because we didn’t get to see the Book of Kells. It isn’t even in the itinerary; I don’t understand why he’s even complaining. We went to St. Patrick’s Cathedral and IT WAS BEAUTIFUL. I’ll admit, I was running around trying to look for secret passageways. I was sad when we left. I loved Dublin. Too bad we didn’t get to stop by a pub. I really wanted to try Whiskey or Guinness. I guess I’ll have to wait until I get back to the states. I learned that Guinness is actually overcooked beer. That’s about it. Anyway, I came back and had a bunch of food. I’m having a Porterhouse steak tonight. Gotta start riding my bike when I get back. OH YEAH. The cruise charged us an extra $25. THOSE THIEVES.
In grade 6 I had to do a project on a dream vacation. Not sure why, but I chose Ireland. I spent hours researching places like Cork and Limerick, cute little B&B’s as well as museums. I even sketched out a picture of bangers and mash for the front cover. I ended up getting an A+ even though the teacher questioned my mode of transportation. I had written in my project that I was going to get to Ireland on a ferry (first blonde moment!)
Ten years later I bought a round trip ticket to Ireland to visit this enchanting country with a friend from high school. It was surreal to say the least. We spent two weeks in Ireland venturing the countryside, checking out tourist spots, visiting family and of course making new friends. I remember when I came back and shared my stories with my friends they were all in shock. Shut the front door Kristi, shut the front door that did not happen to you (insert chick flick movie here).
In the end I sometimes still can’t believe that in the last year not only did I go to Ireland once, I went twice – the second time for St. Patrick’s Day with close friends. To this day, it still seems crazy that I have friends over there!
The video above is of Two Door Cinema Club’s performance from Glastonbury 2011 (this performance literally just happened). My friend Peter introduced me to this band while I was in Ireland. They have become one of my favourite bands; I even had the chance to see them live in Toronto last September. If you haven’t already heard their stuff I suggest you download it ASAP!
Have a great weekend!
Sláinte
Are you amongst the many who wonder how Tori will get to Ireland now that SAAB may have to close down?
Belfast riot 2011
Everything is English and Nothing Hurts. …Yet.
This strip isn’t necessarily a history lesson (just history hints, really), but more of a way to facilitate understanding in terminology and the common confusions seen in America elsewhere in the world regarding the British Isles. In the first panel, they’re wearing period clothing from around 1801 (the year Ireland became part of the UK). Keeping the parenthetical aside in mind, we chose that time/year to make the point (in the beginning) of this strip.
A bit of an educational aside: Before the Acts of Union (what joined Ireland to GB), the UK was known as simply the Kingdom of Great Britain. (This included the countries England, Wales, and Scotland, collectively making up the largest of the British Isles, Great Britain. Go figure.) In 1801, with the addition of Ireland, the state was given the new name, “United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland.” This is slightly different than what we have today. In 1927, Ireland became a sovereign state except for an area in the northeast, which decided to remain with the UK. (Thusly, the “United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland.”)
I would have links for you, but all of this is coming up in the comics, and links will be there, as well!
Here is a nice little venn diagram to sort it out a bit more easily:
As for the flags themselves, that will be touched up on soon in a comic!
for the life of me the only two books I can never seem to finish are Saramago’s “The Double” (I know he’s fantastic, I’m sorry but the man needs to learn that punctuation marks exist) and Welsh’s “Trainspotting”. Ave had both books for over four years now and still I remain halfway through both.
I loved the movie then and I still love it now (except for the suppository - toilet scene, that really kicks the life out of me O_O) and I want to love the book but I’m not as well-versed in colloquial Irish as I thought I could be. :(
Someday I WILL finish “Trainspotting”, just probably not in 24 hours tops.
So far the book’s been good.:P
and I think I need / want an Irish boyfriend to explain to me the ins and outs of Welsh’s writing! That or I move to Ireland to finish the book.:)
After nearly 1 year of planning, building, painting and rain. We have finally opened the doors to Mulbury Lodge. Our first foray into the hospitality industry.
A simple self-catered lodge, outside Galway city centre. Within easy driving distance of Athenry, Carnmore, Oranmore and everything the County of Galway has to offer.
Gonna fly on one of these bad boys tomorrow. Headed to Ireland. Super duper excited. I will try to post some pictures or something here on tumblr. I mean, I’ll be on vacation, so I can’t make any promises.
“A documentary denouncing the Magdalene Asylums, which were operated by Catholic nuns in Ireland for over 100 years, and caused an uproar when it was televised in England in March 1998 as part of Channel Four’s Witness series. An estimated three million people watched the documentary, one of the highest figures ever recorded for the series. A help line was set up, which received calls from almost 450 women who had experienced abuse and trauma through the Magdalene Asylums and the Catholic Church. The documentary was blacklisted by the Irish network RTE and to this date has never been officially aired in Ireland.” Youtube
(via Fun Caricature Map of Ireland Postcard from Zazzle.com)
I am SO fucking nervous. I’m just now starting my essay on “The Dead”, which is phenomenally stupid of me. But I think I can do it before it’s time for me to shower. (Looks like lots of sleep on the plane for me.) I’m at Grandma and Grandpa’s in Warner Robins with my brother and mom and my cousin Devon. It’s been pretty fun, surprisingly. I feel sick. I know this will be amazing and freeing and the rarest experience of my thus-far young life, but I’m just anxious as fuck. And ferries to the UK are only 40 euros. And this Lit class is killing me. And I’m really gonna miss my brother most of all. :( UGH.
A politician with morals and logic?
I went shopping in my friends closet and got this dank guinness shirt straight from the emerald isle.
It says: “Guinness: Every girl should have a little black drink.”
Michael Collins — Just found out something new about my 2yrs+ boyfriend, #Tpoo. This is his great great (and/or) great great great grandfather, an Irish revolutionary.
This Land (by Michelle in Ireland)
I love this movie. Can I please meet Matthew Goode in a fantastical way such as this.
I need to go back.
untitled by stephen.edwards on Flickr.
Instead of practicing classical music like I SHOULD be doing…I’m learning to play irish tunes on my violin :) my goal: learn this song by the end of the night
From National Geographic Picture Of The Day; May 26, 2011:
IRELAND-DUBLIN-PHOENIX PARK-THE DEATH TREE by Gintaras Varnagys on Flickr.
The Cork accent tends to have a faster pace than any other Irish accent, often making it the most difficult to understand.
What’s the craic, boy? Oh my god! Will ye stop messing, like?! What’s up? Oh my god, will you stop that behaviour?
This is proper information distributed on the internet.
I lol’d
John Frusciante: Intro at Slane Castle
10 more days until The Script at AVIVA stadium..
Me and my little sister in Ireland
Dublin, Ireland: 3,657 people celebrate breaking the world record for the number of people dressed as Where’s Waldo during the Street Performance World Championships
