Happy Saint Patrick’s Day!

There is Irish soda bread on the snack table, everyone is wearing green, the sun is shining, and the bagpipes are playing. It must be Saint Patrick’s Day! Most of our celebration of this day happens the Sunday after, when my hometown hosts their annual parade. So since today is Throwback Thursday, I thought I…

Throwback Thursday: Girl Meets Ireland

I can’t believe that it was six whole years ago that I was studying abroad in Ireland. Some of those memories are still so alive that they feel like yesterday. These memories are especially vibrant during the month of March, which is filled with green and shamrocks and beer and potatoes and parades and Celtic…

Once, I Lived in Ireland

Once. Just once. One time. One day, one weekend, one month, one semester. One moment. One memory. Once. Our lives are made up of thousands of “onces”. So many beautiful and funny and amazing and wonderful stories that we tell begin with a once. “Once when I was in college…” “Once I met this girl…”…

March of Memories Chapter I: Bungee!

The final post of my March memories series- bungee jumping in Ireland! When I was a kid, I was afraid of a lot of things. I hated the big wooden rollercoaster on the boardwalk, I hated thunderstorms, I hated flying, I hated scary movies. I don’t know what happened, but eventually it wore away. I…

March of Memories Chapter II: Little Lamb

In celebration of the end of March, my second favorite Ireland memory. The International Society at the college I attended was a really fun group. Once a week they had movie nights that I really enjoyed, and once a month they went on long weekends to other parts of Ireland. For most of the trips…

March of Memories Chapter III: Maynooth

The countdown continues here with number three on my list of favorite Ireland memories. This isn’t one specific moment or memory, but the entire backdrop for my semester. When choosing my program, I knew that I wanted to be close to Dublin but not in it. Maynooth was the perfect choice, a little university town…

March of Memories Chapter IV: Saint Patrick’s Day

Here is the second installment of my Ireland memories series, number four on my list. “People in Ireland don’t even care about Saint Patrick’s Day.” “Everything will be so cliché.” “Saint Patrick wasn’t even Irish.” Those are just some of the responses I got when I shared with people how excited I was to spend…