The Adventures of Katie and Megan

Hello my lovely readers.

Lots has happened in these last few weeks. And yeah, I know- it's only been a week since my last blog. But it feels like it's been months! I went to London on Monday with Megan and had a wonderful experience.  We saw Les Miserables, walked across the city, navigated the tube like PRO'S, walked around the city, toured the Globe theatre, had lunch with two of my SMC friends, spent some quality time in the hostel bar, wrote two papers, avoided repercussions from the nationwide strike, and saw Stonehenge.

The light shone in really cool at the Globe

Fantastic show. But the little kid died again.

An exact replica of the real deal! It was incredible

Paper writing on the bus

Ok, so Stonehenge was exactly like everyone told me it would be....a bunch of rocks stuck in the ground. But I've always had a fascination with it, and I would regret it for the rest of my life if I didn't go, so we went. However, it was without a doubt the biggest let down of my time abroad. It took us three hours on a bus to get there (no biggy, we had papers to write!) But the minute we got there it started raining sideways at us, and it wasn't just any rain. Oh no, this was November rain- the kind that is like pieces of ice cold water that leave red marks when they hit your face. Miserable. We were cold, we were wet, we were sick of sitting, and we weren't even allowed to touch the stones. You're kept back by a rope about 50 yards from the actual rocks- what, like I'm gonna try and steal them or something?!!? Ridiculous by any definition. We were not impressed. And then we had to sit on the bus for ever, switch over to a train to the airport, sit in the airport, then on a plane, and finally run to catch another bus to bring us back to Galway. What I wouldn't give for a car in this country...

WOO does that seem like a lot to you too? Yeah, it was a busy three days and we had to take train, plane, and bus to get home Wednesday, and I finally landed in my bed around 3:30am.
But I learned a lot in those three days:

• You don't sweat the petty things and you don't pet the sweaty things.
• I don't need to have everything planned in advance in order to have a joyful trip.
•  you always should write down the post code of your hostel, even if all you're asking for is directions to the street.
• I learned that the tube, isn't that scary. And I can read tube maps.
• There is still a TON that I would like to see in London, and I could go back any time.
• I'm can plan and execute a trip to one of the largest and busiest cities in the world without a single hitch
• i'm not a kid anymore...that one still scares me.

So that was London. I got back, organized myself and slept, hosted a dinner at my house with some lovely people, decided I don't really wanna leave this magical place and never see them again, woke up on Friday and traveled to Limerick with Anthony Molly and Megan to spend the weekend with Anthony's family.  

That deserves it's own blog, so maybe tomorrow- which I shall spend most of on a bus to the lovely city of Cork wherein I shall fulfill my desire to kiss one of the worlds most disgusting germ-filled stones. :)

Love,

K