Hey everybody!

It has been three years since I was a brand new student, fresh out of high school. I'm currently in my fourth year. I started this blog in an attempt to keep my family, friends and any prospective students up to date with my life at the University of Lethbridge. I'm continuing with it this year as it worked well. Thanks for reading!

Wednesday, 30 April 2014

April 13th, 2014

By this morning I was desperate for laundry so I woke up at 7 and walked down the street to do laundry, took a shower while they were washing, met a guy from New York who just moved here for work, and got dressed up nice to go out to breakfast with Franny’s parents and their friends, all before Franny woke up.

We had to meet her parents at 10 in order to meet their friends by 10:30 so we could take the metro to the restaurant for breakfast. I really didn’t know much about this restaurant only that it was some place not well known to tourists and it was a really cool place to go. So Franny and I arrived at the hotel at 10 only to find that they were still asleep! They had received an email that the reservation was at 11:30 instead of 11 so they thought they could sleep a little while longer but they over slept. So we waited in lobby until they were ready to go and their friends met us in the lobby at 11.

Before heading to the metro, we stopped at their apartment just to see it. They were one building over from the hotel and we had to walk past it anyways to get to the metro station. The elevator was only big enough for 4 people! Her apartment was gorgeous, a lot bigger than I expected considering it’s only two blocks from the Eiffel Tower. After seeing her apartment, we caught metro up town to a cool jazz club with a buffet style breakfast; fantastic food and live jazz music in a very indie restaurant, with a very Parisian style look to the place.

We left there around 1:30, and took metro to the Louvre, because you can’t be in Paris for a few days without seeing the Louvre! Franny and I even got in for free because we were students in the EU! We visited Napoleon’s apartments then walked to the other side and saw Mona Lisa.



It was about this time that my knee started really acting up. It was extremely painful to bend and it slowed me down a bit but Franny’s dad’s an orthopedic surgeon and didn’t think there’s anything seriously wrong with it, just overuse.

After the Louvre, Franny’s parents went back to hotel while Franny and I walked to Notre Dame. It was one of the places I had to see here in Paris. On the way we saw the love bridge. I don’t believe there’s anything special about the bridge itself, except that there are thousands and thousands of locks on it, left by couples over the years as a symbol of their love to each other. You take a padlock, write both your names on it, lock it to the bridge and throw the key into the river. It was incredible to see. People do that all over Europe here (even on bridges in Liege) but you couldn't see through this bridge because of all the locks! 

Notre Dame was beautiful, just like I’d always pictured it! The line-up for the tour was way too long (plus my knee was really hurting) so we took some photos then headed to the nearest metro station, stopping to buy a souvenir Eiffel Tower on the way.

We met her parents and their friends again at the hotel and walked over to a small French café for supper. I had a meat platter which wasn’t as tasty as I thought it would be but the meat-load part of it was good. For dessert I had grapefruit ice cream! Yum!


Back at her parents hotel, Franny checked into her Ryanair flights for tomorrow morning and her parents arranged for a Shuttle to pick us all up and take us to the airport, which was 2 hours away because Ryanair only flies out of Paris-Bauvais airport (it really can’t even be called Paris since it’s two hours outside of the city but we didn’t know that when we booked. Since we had an 8 am flight, we had to be picked up by the shuttle at 5 am the next morning! So Franny and I called it an early night and we walked back to the hostel to pack so we could sleep as much as we could. 

Tuesday, 29 April 2014

April 12th, 2014

Not a terribly early start today; up at 7:30, had breakfast at hostel bagel & creme cheese with jam and a tea. Then we grabbed our stuff, checked out, and went out to meet the bus in order to catch our flight. The stop was right outside the hostel so we took bus 149 to London Bridge station where we could catch a train to Gatwick Airport.

When we arrived at London Bridge station the ticket office for the trains wasn’t open so we tried the underground station, he told us they should be open but I think he took pity on us and printed us tickets anyways. To get to the platform we had to go through a special gate (because our tickets were printed from the underground and not the train station) but we caught the train with plenty of time to spare. We arrived at the airport and took a shuttle to the North terminal where EasyJet (our airline) flew out of. Since we didn’t have luggage to check and we had already printed our boarding passes so we walked straight to security (such a better process than Ryanair). Once past security we went shopping a little bit, bought some tins of tea, and I wanted to find a Big Ben figurine (which I was unable to find. I found every other icon for London except Big Ben!) and we went for lunch at the Santa Fe café in the airport, hearty American style food!

Our flight from London to Paris was uneventful as well but I definitely like EasyJet better than Ryanair. Comfier seats, more leg room, they don’t talk at you the whole time, and overall, much pleasanter staff. Franny and I played cards the entire way but it wasn’t a very long flight, under an hour.

We arrived in Paris safe and sound, and took the directions given to us in the hostel description, taking the Metro and walking. Our hostel really isn't located in a very nice part of the city… definitely wouldn't want to walk around there alone at 1 am, that’s for sure! Our hostel was not the best either. We had to put a down payment on our key cards, we had to rent sheets, the staff wasn’t very helpful and the place wasn’t very nice looking, but it was SUPER cheap and really close to the Eiffel Tower (like a 15 minute walk). Paris was also where we were meeting Franny’s parents. They had arrived at 8 am that morning so after checking into the hostel we dropped our stuff and walked to their hotel, Jardin Eiffel, passing the Eiffel Tower on the way. It was absolutely beautiful! Everything I imagined it to be!

When we arrived at her parents hotel room, they had wine, grapes, cheese and crackers waiting for us. Franny showered and we both changed into dresses to go out to dinner. A family friend of theirs suggested a restaurant called Reed and it turns out it was right across the road from their hotel. Supper was fantastic! There were only 4 items under each section of the menu, and it was all on the expensive side, but the food was amazing! As an appetizer I had a tomato pastry and as a main course I had Beouf Bourguignon. Unfortunately there is no website for the restaurant but it was ranked #86 out of ALL of the restaurants in Paris and the address is 11 Bis Rue Amelie, 7th Arrondissement, Paris, France. Telephone: 01.45.55.88.40. The very cool part about Reed (aside from the food that is to die for) is that it is run by one woman, and one woman only. She cooks, cleans, serves, everything! Not only that, but she’s from Quebec as well! Supper was absolutely incredible and Franny’s parents insisted on paying for me, boy am I spoiled!


After supper Franny and I walked back to our hostel for the night, stopping quickly at the Eiffel Tower to take some photos. 

Sunday, 27 April 2014

April 11th, 2014

Up again at 5:30 to walk to Doubletree by Hilton to catch the shuttle for our Day Tour  by PremiumTours. We arrived early to we walked to Prête au Manger for breakfast. I had a cheese and meat filled pastry, a cup of fruit & a latte.

We got back to the hotel before the scheduled meeting time and we waited and waited and waited. We waited at the hotel a lot longer than expected, but the bus was late (we didn’t miss it) because the driver got lost. He missed a couple of pick ups and was late to others but he picked us up at least so I couldn't really worry about anyone else. The shuttle then took us to Victoria Coach Station where we all met or respective tours.

Us and a family were the last to arrive but we still all managed to get seats on the upper deck of the open air tour. Turns out, we were on all the same tours as this family, originally from the USA, now in Germany as the dad is in the military. They were so nice and their 7 year old daughter was so cute!

So our morning started off with an open-air bus tour of London. At first we were upset because with the noise of the traffic and the fact that they didn’t turn the sound up all the way, we couldn't hear a thing. They did have a recorded track that you could plug into but I was a little upset. Our first stop was at Westminster Abbey. While getting off the bus, we told the guide about the sound and she promised to fix it.

It was really cool to see Westminster Abbey without the fences up (last time I was in London they were preparing for the Royal Wedding between Prince William and Kate Middleton). We snapped a few photos of the Abbey, snapped a few of Big Ben, then hopped back on the bus to continue our tour. 














Our next stop was the Tower of London! I wish we could’ve had more time there but it was so cool! Definitely an impressive medieval structure, I definitely need to come back and see it all. We didn’t get to go in but that’s because we had a bunch of other things to see before Stonehenge.


After the Tower we walked down to the pier for our boat tour! I've now taken two of them and I think it’s an amazing way to see the city. The tour bus met us at the end of the tour and drove us up near Buckingham Palace for the changing of the guard!!!! This was the highlight of my morning! We stopped to watch them walk out with the band, then headed up to in front of the palace to watch them march past on their way into the compound. It was so cool to see, the boulevard was also lined with Union Jacks (the tour guides weren't sure why the flags were flying but their best guess was that the London Marathon was later that week). Overall an amazing experience and I’m so happy I got to see it this time in London!  If you don’t have long in London, definitely try and see the changing of the guard! 



After the Changing of the Guard, us and the German family separated from the rest of the group with one of the tour guides who walked us back to Victoria Coach station. Once there, he gave us about two hours of free time before we had to meet the bus to Stonehenge. Before leaving us to our free time, the family asked him where the Krispy Kreme donuts were. Now, I haven’t seen a Krispy Kreme in like 10 years and I thought they were just being American and asking for something familiar, and the tour guide had no idea where to find one, he thought they were strictly in North America. Turns out, they did research and found a Krispy Kreme donuts stand in the nearby Victoria metro and train station so we all walked over there together before going our separate ways.
Franny and didn’t want to ruin our lunch so we agreed to go get food and come back for a donut afterwards. For lunch we went to a pub across the street called the Shakespeare. I had the “Big Ben” burger, and it was as big as it sounds. A thick patty with all the toppings, including an egg! It was delicious!!
From the window where we were seated, we could see the train station and behind that, the glittery green image of the Apollo Theatre where the Broadway Musical Wicked is performed! I think the best part of being in London was seeing places I recognized!
After lunch we still had over an hour so we walked around a little, and I got another photo in front of the Apollo Theatre. It wasn't ideal because basically all of London is under construction and there are fences up EVERYWHERE, but I still got my photo.
   
We meandered our way back to the Coach station, stopping to buy Krispy Kreme donuts on the way (they were okay but they weren't as stupendously amazing as I remember, mainly because they weren't baked fresh in front of us).

There was a bit of a mix-up at the coach station. We arrived at the gate but our names weren't on the list, and we had already given our confirmation to the previous tour guide so we had no confirmation either. It was the same with the German/US family. Once the bus driver realized we had been on the previous tour he told us we were fine and to get on the coach. It was worrisome though at the beginning when the woman checking the list told us that we weren't there!

Our driver Micheal was really funny and he told us stories all the way there and back and he gave us a brief description of what we’d be seeing at the stones. I tried to stay awake but I was just so exhausted (and Franny was too) that we slept basically the entire way. Only waking up when he make an announcement that we’d be taking a detour to the Henge. Apparently since it was a long weekend, all the main motorways running past Stonehenge were basically at a stand-still so we took a detour through a military base instead.

Some of the things he talked to us about were the various theories surrounding Stonehenge, why it was built and what it was used for. Well, they still have no idea on what the exact truth is, but they now have proof that at some point in its history, Stonehenge was used as a memorial/burial site.

This theory he described by pointing out to us on the way the mounds of earth that could be seen dotting the countryside, called Barrows. He told us that these were burial sites, where they’ve found human bones; ritually buried as well, with each barrow holding a different bone, one for the left leg, one for the right, etc. Around Stonehenge is a raised ring of earth as well, the theory there is that it marks the barrier between the living world and the dead. 

Another theory was that it was once used as a place of healing. This theory was because of a body they discovered while construct was taking place in Amesbury; they nicknamed this man the Amesbury Archer, archer because of the many arrowheads that were among the artefacts buried with him. After running tests, they found that this archer was thousands of years old, and originated in central Europe. The theory that this was a place of healing was that this man walked from his home in central Europe to Stonehenge while in immense pain. All of his teeth were abscessed, and he had a painful bone infection in his knee. He walked here in order to be healed.

Stonehenge itself was absolutely incredible. Words cannot describe how stunningly beautiful it is. Set in the middle of nowhere, with nothing but fields for miles around. Being there gave me a sense of connectedness to the past; a kind of mystical feeling that I was part of something greater than myself. And although we really couldn’t get very close to the stones, I felt blessed to be in their presence. I hope one day we can learn what they were truly built for, but at the same time, the mystery of it all is half of its draw. 


We went to the gift shop for a bit before heading back to the bus. I bought a souvenir coin as well as a postcard for myself, and Franny bought a deck of circular cards that were really cool. We also grabbed sandwiches and cookies for supper to eat as we walked back to the bus (there was a rule of no food on the bus).

On the way back, Micheal told us his two best (and my two favorite) stories. So a little bit of context, when we arrived at Stonehenge, Michael gave a long speech about how we were on a magic bus. That this bus left at 5 o’clock and we should be back to it by then. At 5:02 the bus would disappear! Moral of the story: don’t be late! So, the first story is of the vanishing tourists! I believe he told us this couple was from Australia or something (they were foreign to say the least) and they didn’t get back to the bus by the time to leave. Now, his “magic bus” story is really not true, he doesn’t leave. So he and the rest of the tour waited for an hour, he asked security to check the place, nothing. They were nowhere. And to this day, neither he nor the tour company have heard of them. They just disappeared…. What he believes is they got on the wrong bus. The irony is, the only other bus there at the time, was a tour bus from Paris that was heading straight back to Paris after leaving Stonehenge. All he’s been able to picture is these two tourists falling asleep on the wrong bus and being woken up when they get to the border and are asked for their passports! Isn’t that insane!

The second story is about the Queen Mother (the mother of Queen Elizabeth II) and a supermarket we passed along the way. Just after the grand opening of this supermarket, the queen mother was sitting with her entourage, stuck in traffic, outside. he asks her ladies-in-waiting what this building is and they tell her it’s a supermarket. “Oh okay”. She then asks what a supermarket is (she’d never been in one you see), and they tell her its where people buy their food and other supplies on a daily, weekly or monthly basis. “Oh okay”. Then, she gets this glint in her eyes (I’m telling you this just like the Michael did) and asks, “Can we go in?” Obviously, you can’t say no to the Queen Mother, so they pull out of traffic and around the back where one of her security guards goes in and asks for the manager, who ironically is at a meeting in central London that day and not in the store. So the assistant manager closes the store, asking all the shoppers to leave. And the Queen Mother goes shopping, one of her security guards pushing the cart of course. She even had to ask her ladies-in-waiting for some money because the Royal family doesn’t carry cash with them! So she leaves, and the store re-opens and the manager returns. The assistant manager tells his story, that the Queen Mother was shopping in their store that day, and of course, the manager doesn’t believe him, thinking its just a practical joke. But the funny thing was that a week later, the manager received a letter from Her Royal Highness, Queen Elizabeth II thanking the store and staff for the wonderful treatment of her mother’s unannounced visit! Our bus driver knows this story because he is friends with the manager of the store at the time, and he had that letter framed on the wall as long as he was manager there!

Once we arrived back at Victoria Coach Station, we decided to take a walk and go see Big Ben. The family was walking that way as well so we walked with them, leaving them when we arrived at the Houses of Parliament. We took some photos and then my camera started acting up, not wanting to turn off. We took the underground back to Liverpool street, and we tried to go up to viewing deck in this one restaurant (its as high as the London Eye but it’s free to go up and look) but we were stopped at the door by the bouncer because we were dressed too casual for the restaurant. 

So we walked back to the hostel but we got back too late for me to do laundry so we just packed up because we had to leave early again the next morning.

Friday, 25 April 2014

April 10th, 2014

We had to get up painfully early this morning because we had to be at the airport by 6 am. We checked out and walked to the nearest airport shuttle stop. While waiting a taxi pulled up and the driver said he’d take us to the airport for the same price as what the bus would've cost us.
We got our passports checked and got through security no problem. By then we were starving and we had over an hour until our flight, so we went to a lounge for breakfast. Best breakfast so far! Bacon, eggs, toast, yum! Our flight was pretty boring, not much going on and it was a short flight.

We flew into Luton Airport, which is about an hour from London centre (where our hostel was) so we caught a shuttle into the city. It dropped us off on Baker Street of all places, just down from the Sherlock Holmes museum, so we decided to check it out. We couldn't take our luggage into the museum itself but we saw the gift shop. On the way out I asked one of the interpreters if he knew where they filmed the TV show Sherlock, one of my favorite BBC shows. He told us to take the underground one stop over, to Eaton Square, and it’s right there.

Franny said she didn’t mind dragging her suitcase (by this point I’m really thankful I didn’t bring a suitcase as well as a backpack), so we followed the instructions… We probably walked around that area for an hour and a half. All of the buildings looked like they could be it, but in the show there’s a specific café beside their home that we couldn't find for the life of me. It probably didn’t help that Franny had never seen the show so she really couldn't help me.

We stumbled across a small farmers market, near the university campus so we decided to stop for lunch. I had a sausage, and like everything else we've eaten so far, it was fantastic! It was around then that we decided to give up and just go to the hostel. We were both tired, it was hot out, and we wanted to drop our stuff. As we are returning to the underground station… there is it. Literally right beside the metro station. I was so mad at myself, but hey, I found it after all! 


From there we followed the directions the hostel gave us to get there. We took underground to Liverpool Street where we were supposed to catch a bus to the hostel. We tried to get on the bus but they wouldn't accept Scottish pounds (even though that is a legal form of currency). The driver of that particular bus as a witch! She was so mean! She “attempted” to call head office (I don’t really think she did as she didn’t press any buttons) then told us to get off. So we dig through our change and find enough to take the next bus… turns out we got on in the wrong direction. It was going to London Bridge instead of Shoreditch. So we got off, crossed the street and tried to catch the next bus. And who is our driver but the mean one from before! We asked if she’d take pounds yet and she said that dispatched still hadn't replied to her. So off we get and we decide to go into the Gap store to exchange the Scottish pounds for British ones, and we get onto the next one.

By now, I’m stressed and pissed off, and I feel bad because this is Franny’s first time in London and it’s not going so well so far! But we finally arrived at The Dictionary hostel. The people at the hostel were absolutely fantastic. They gave us information on where to go, what to do, where to eat, etc. What was also cool was the bar attached to the hostel was called "Translate". So we dropped off our stuff and decided to walk around London.

We hit all the major spots; London bridge (we saw Tower Bridge from it), Millennium Bridge (the bridge the Death Eaters destroy in Harry Potter), the Globe Theater. In one of the underground stations we stopped for some fantastic cupcakes! I had a delicious red velvet cupcake, it was so good it should be illegal! It was about this time that my legs really started killing me. Just from overuse but I was actually in a lot of pain. But that wasn't going to stop me from enjoying London! 



















We had supper at café rouge, a French café near Trafalgar square. After supper we checked out the square then walked up to Piccadilly Circus. Unfortunately, lots of the city was under construction so we couldn't get many good photos but it was still nice to return to the city. I was only there for a few days, three years ago, but it all seems so familiar.

From Piccadilly, we took the underground to Kings Cross station, because you can’t do to London and not try to find Platform 9 ¾ !! And we found it! It made me so happy! They had props and a professional photographer, even a specialized gift shop (really cashing in on the Harry Potter craze). It was so cool!



We caught the underground back to our hostel where I showered and washed some clothes in the sink before heading off to bed.

Thursday, 24 April 2014

April 9th, 2014

It was another early morning today because we had to take the Student Shuttle bus to the University. Even though we’re not students, it was free so we figured we’d give it a shot. Mel came with us and gave us a quick tour of the University before walking to the Square to grab breakfast before our bus.

We had breakfast at the same café, another delicious raspberry muffin! And on the way to the bus depot I bought a postcard of Galway and some snacks for the bus.

The bus to Dublin was uneventful, we played cards almost the entire time. When we arrived in Dublin, we hoped off the bus and started walking towards Temple Bar, roughly where we knew our hostel to be. We found a Visitor Information Centre along the way so we stopped to get directions and to ask what we could do for the rest of the day. The gentleman didn’t seem too pleased that we were only spending an afternoon in Dublin but he told us the way to our hostel and gave us a map anyways.

Our hostel was called Barnacles and it is in the heart of Temple Bar. It was a really quaint hostel with twisty staircases and steps. Like they took three or four buildings and knocked out the walls. We arrived too early to get our room keys but we were allowed to leave our bags in a locked storage area. The receptionist was actually an American too so she understood our accents and was able to tell us where was the best places to go.

We stopped first at a Subway restaurant for lunch before walking around Dublin, headed mainly in the direction of the Guinness Storehouse. On the way we passed Trinity College, and St. Patrick’sCathedral.


At the Guinness Storehouse, we took the tour, saw how they made the beer, had an official tasting, even posed for our own poster! TheGuinness Storehouse was built to look like the inside of a pint glass. In the centre of the bottom of the pint glass, under a pane of glass in the floor, is the signed 9000 year lease for the property. My favorite part though was the panoramic view of the entire city of Dublin from the top of the Storehouse.



















Back at the hostel, we met Ben, a 19 year old student from US studying in Cardiff at same school as Eve Myles (one of my favorite actors from Torchwood). He was on a 24 hour layover so he was just relaxing at the hostel as opposed to the airport. We invited him out to supper with us but he said he’d rather go nap.

For supper, we met up with a family friend of Franny’s & her cousin who took us out for Mexican food & Margeritas. It was really good but I’m afraid I’m going to have terrible heartburn tonight from my burrito. After supper we walked to a milkshake bar near Trinity College.


When we arrived back at the hostel, we met our other roommates, who were also Canadians from Calgary! They invited us out to party but we had an early flight so we decided to try and go to bed early. 

Wednesday, 23 April 2014

April 8th, 2014

I actually slept pretty well, considering I slept on a leather love seat. Their apartment is set up so that the only washroom is in their bedroom. I went to bathroom in middle of the night, couldn't figure out the light, and I didn't want to wake them, so I went to the bathroom in the dark. Gotta love adventures!

We woke up early to catch the bus downtown to Square to buy tickets for the Aran Islands shuttle. Before leaving, Mel gave us oranges and granola bars in case we got hungry while on the Islands. We checked opening times for the ticket office to Aran Islands and it didn't open for a half hour so we decided to have breakfast at a little café just off the square. I had a Machiatto and a Raspberry muffin, it was delicious!

After breakfast we walked back to the ticket office. We asked for the student discount, well wouldn't you know, I was a genius and didn't bring my student ID on the trip so I told the receptionist that I didn't have mine and what the price is for the Adult ticket (it was only like 3 euros more) but she said she believed I was a student and gave me the discount anyways! Everyone is so nice in Europe! But if you ever travel anywhere as a student, bring your ID, you get so many discounts!

Mel then walked us to the bus stop for the shuttle to the ferry that would take us to the Islands. The bus took about an hour, but it was the ferry that got me… Normally I don’t get seasick but the crossing to the Islands was just so rough! I had taken two Gravol and I was still dizzy and nauseous! We were rocking and rolling! Franny was scared we were going to tip over at times, I guess I was too sick to notice how heavily we were rocking back and forth. It was probably bad because we were neither hitting the waves head on, or on the side, by diagonally into them. But I made it to the island without getting sick! Yay!

When we arrived on the Island there were a bunch of vans lined up to take passengers on tours of the island. Before leaving Galway, Gill told us the best tour guide was the man with the red van, so that’s who we walked up to! Since we were the first on his tour, we got the front seats in the van. They were the best seats because we could see everything and hear him perfectly!
Aran Islands are gorgeous! They’re all single lane roads, lined with rock fences. The fences are cool because they don’t need mortar. They are all fitted together perfectly, with small gaps and holes in them so the wind can get through. Most of these fences have lasted for thousands of years! They are truly a sight to behold. 


He drove us around the island for a bit, stopping for good photo stops. We spent sometimes at the fort & cliffs (where they filmed part of leap year). 


We had lunch in a tiny village, one where they make the Aran Knit Sweaters, the line up for the café was long but definitely worth it. Franny and I both had traditional Irish Guinness Beef stew, we then shopped in the wool shops until the van came back to pick us up. Everything was gorgeous but extremely expensive.

We also stopped at the old monastery. Men used to come from miles around to train at this monastery. There were even a few graves of roman soldiers who died while in training. At the monastery lives Jack the donkey as well. He was so cute and he’d walk right up to the fence when you called his name!!


We went down to the ocean a bit and saw a very pretty lighthouse. It’s actually the last lighthouse before you reach Newfoundland, Canada! We also tried to see seals but the tide was too high and they were all swimming in the water.

Our last stop was a round fort, the highest point on the island. Technically it was closed to the public but our driver said there wouldn't be a problem. It was a terrifying hill to get up to the fort. For those of you who know me, I don’t like hills because one of my biggest fears are the breaks failing and us rolling backwards uncontrollably… Well, we are on this tiny, steep hill, barely enough room for our van to get up there, with stone fences on either side of the road… and the car stalls… Scariest moment of my ENTIRE life. Like that is my biggest fear! But the driver recovered and we made it safely up the hill. We had to climb around some of the stone walls to get to the fort, pass some cows, and we got to the fort. It was so cool! Very beautiful! Then it was back to the village for some shopping before the ferry took us back to the mainland. I bought earrings while Franny bought a beautiful knit hat. I’m kicking myself that I didn't buy one as well!

On the ferry back I slept basically the entire way so I don’t know if it was as rough going back, I assume not though. We got to the dock and started looking for the same bus that brought us here. Well, the tour company changed buses on us (from a city bus to a coach bus) so it’s a good thing we asked before they left us there!

We met Mel and Gill in the square and they brought us to their favorite crepe restaurant for supper. I had a sausage, cheese and egg crepe and it was delicious! We have had such good food on this trip! As a thank you for them taking us in, I paid for supper.

After supper, we met up with Shelby and went out to a different pub for beers and music. Shelby and I bonded over Disney movies and our Claddagh rings. The thing about pub music in Ireland is that random people bring random instruments in and play whatever music they want, all jamming together. I preferred the music the first night but tonight a woman showed up and started dancing a jig, right in the middle of the pub! Everyone was so relaxed about it, it was so cool!

We missed the last bus so we walked towards the square in order to catch a taxi. On the way, we heard a helicopter circling so we decided to see what was going on. It was obviously a search and rescue helicopter and they were sweeping their search light across the bay. It was kinda freaky but there were no other emergency vehicles so we figured that they were just doing a training exercise.

We caught a taxi van back to their apartment where we showered and packed for our early bus back to Dublin. I got to sleep on the long couch this time!

Tuesday, 22 April 2014

April 7th, 2014

This morning we had our continental breakfast at theCaledonian Backpackers Hostel. It wasn’t anything too fanc but it was good. Then we packed up our stuff and checked out. We still have tons of time until our flight so we decided to go see Edinburgh Castle. Since our CitySightseeing tickets were still valid, we walked to the nearest bus stop to catch the bus up the hill (we didn’t feel like carrying all our stuff up the hill).

Edinburgh Castle is absolutely spectacular! Set on top of a dead volcano, it overlooks the city. There is so much history in it and the architecture is spectacular. You can see the entire city, all the way down to the bay, from the castle walls. There really aren’t words to describe it, so here are some photos…




On our way back down the hill, Franny and I stopped in front of her grandparents old house for a photo. They lived in Edinburgh for 5 years some time ago and they are literally the last house before you reach the castle, it was incredible!

We had lunch in the old city at a nearby pub. We were both craving nachos so we stood outside the pub until it opened. We found out later that the pub opened late because the power had been out all morning. The nachos were amazing! Definitely hit the spot!

We still had three hours before we had to be at the airport for our flight so after lunch we walked back to St.Andrews Square to catch another in our line of bus tours, the Majestic line this time, which would take us down to the port to see the Royal Yacht Britannia, the queen’s old sailing vessel.

To get to the Royal Yacht, you have to go up to the top level of a mall in order to cross over to the ship. It was so cool to see it. The Royal Yacht Britannia was home to Her Majesty The Queen and the Royal Family for over 40 years, sailing over 1,000,000 miles around the world. It hosted several honeymoons as well. It was beautiful inside, exactly what I would expect from Her Majesty’s Yacht.





On our way out of the mall, I had to run into a Build-A-Bear Workshop because I saw a Merida costume, something not yet available in Canada. As she is my favorite princess, and we are in Scotland I couldn’t resist! Then it was back on the Majestic Tour bus back to St. Andrews Square, then on to the Airport Shuttle to get us to our flight.

Going through security was a little more hectic this time. You can be a model citizen and security will still make you feel like you’re a secret terrorist or something. Franny even had to go into the full body X-ray!

I was struggling with some of my stuff (I bought a lot of souvenirs) so in the airport I decided to buy a bag with “Scotland” all over it, and on the way to the cash register I found a super cute change purse with a bunch of different cities and locations on it, including Ayr and Dundee where my ancestors are from, and Edinburgh and Loch Lomond where I visited on my trip. Unfortunately, my purchases forced us to have to run for the plane, it was on the other side of the airport and we didn’t realize it. Oh well, we made the flight all right.

We arrived in Dublin around supper time so on the way out we stopped at a little café for sandwhiches. We had to ask the information desk how to get to Galway from there (Galway is on the opposite side of the country from Dublin) and they told us not to worry, there were a couple different buses that would take us there in 2 ½ hours.

The bus ride was long and kinda boring, we took the most direct route so we didn’t get to see any of the beautiful spots in Ireland. Franny and I actually slept most of the way there. When we arrived, Franny’s friend Mel was waiting for us at the coach station. They both go to the University of Ottawa and both are on an international semester at the moment. We told her we were still ok carrying around our stuff so she took us to a local pub to meet up with her roommate (Gill) and a friend (Shelby) for some drinks and for some traditional Irish music.

It was a lot of fun, very cool to be in a traditional Irish pub, listening to Irish music, with Irish people in Ireland. There was one Irish man who was very fun, an older man, he was quite enjoying his whiskey. He asked us where we were from and where our families came from, and he swore up and down that I was nothing but Irish. It was very entertaining. We also met a couple who recently moved back to Galway from London and they were telling us of all the amazing places we needed to go in London, especially places that they weren’t able to get to.

I also found out that Galway is the home of the Claddagh rings, which is the ring that Loring gave to me before I left for my semester here.  Claddagh rings are traditional Irish rings given representing love, loyalty, and friendship (the hands represent friendship, the heart represents love, and the crown represents loyalty). The design and customs associated with it originated in the Irish fishing village of Claddagh, located just outside the old city walls of Galway, now part of Galway City.
After drinks, we caught the last bus back to the girls apartment. Basically just hung out for a few hours, trying to decide what to do tomorrow. Franny and I both wanted to do a day trip and there were two really good ones we had to decide between. We could either go to the Cliffs of Moher, or AranIslands. Both were stunningly beautiful, rich in history, and locations of movie scenes. After asking a bunch of people over Facebook who had done both, everyone was telling us to do Aran Islands, so that’s what we decided. It meant we had to be up and in the city centre for 9 am to buy tickets and catch the shuttle bus.


We spent the night at their place, sleeping on their couches. I slept on the loveseat and it wasn’t too bad.