Things I've done in Ireland

Since I've been here I have:

- Mastered the art of jaywalking in the city centre (downtown) of Dublin.
- Learned not to drink the tap water (through several unfortunate experiences).
- Found the lovely little village I live beside.
- Made best friends with Bulmer's Cider. Soooo good.
- Found a room to live in, unfortunately with a landlord who is obsessed with oldschool Madonna.
- Not had one shower with hot water for more than fifteen minutes. Fucking electric water heater shit.
- Spent far too much money.
- Made more Canadian friends than Irish.
- Discovered the show Dexter, and because of this, become a hermit.
- Figured out who knackers are, and just how many of them I live near. Fuck my life.
- Seen every single ugly tribal tattoo you could imagine. They're all the rage here apparently.
- Been asked approximately fifteen times where I'm from in the states.
- Developed an Irish accent only when I say the word 'sorry', as I bump into people often.
- Successfully found my way from my house in Dublin 11 to city centre in Dublin 2 by foot. (They're postal codes, and it's far.)


Yet it still hasn't really hit me that I'm in Ireland, and not some random part of Ontario.