Today in class we talked about folklore, notably the Banshee, or ‘Bean sidhe’ in Irish (‘Woman of the hills’). (Source: Wikimedia Commons) So we watched… Read more Folklore ‘n’ Banshees?
Arrived in Kildysart at 8h30. Greeted by Carmel, bought bread and croissants, drove from Ennis to Kildysart, then onto Labasheeda,… Read more 1 day, 12 miles
I still attend NUIG and love my programme. However, that’s not what this post is about. Thursday Thursday night I… Read more Whiskey in the Bar
In the past 3 weeks . . . Not too much has happened in particular. I *did* get to order… Read more Accentuate the positive
Yes, as alluded to in my previous post, this past Wednesday, 18 Sep., my programme-mates and I attended “Bailegangaire” at… Read more Love/Hate and A Night Out at the Theatre
I landed in Shannon, Ireland, and caught the bus to Galway with a large group of friendly, fairly loud Americans.… Read more Siobhan, Gaillimh, Eire – Where is “Ireland”?
Rain check. Raining on your parade. Raining on your wedding day. Raining cats and dogs. Raining in Ireland. Last year,… Read more Rain check? Yes, please!
. . . I don’t think Aisle, France, exists, but could they have made that word anymore chock-full (chalk-full?) of… Read more Reflections from the Aisle : no, it’s not a place in France.
Be warned: the following are somewhat un-related observations made and experiences had while in France. In retrospect, I experienced an… Read more Culture clash or cross-cultural: the dangerous part where I think.
Mistakes. We all make them. Combine that with doing so in a second language, a foreign culture, and depending upon… Read more It’s not possible to be awkward in France. No, really.