Hello!
So naturally after I got my bank account, I signed up for a gym! I needed my bank card because that's what you use to get into the actual gym. There are blue barred doors, similar to the kind at train stations that you pass through after you submit your ticket, only they're tall to the ceiling and completely block the way. In order to get in, you have to scan your card. And they lock after you've moved them. Like revolving doors that lock after one person makes it through. I don't know.
But yes. So I am with FlyeFit! They are 24 hours which is super handy (cause I'm always going to the gym at 3 in the morning) and there's three different locations to chose from. The one I go to is about 5 minutes walk away. It's really nice!
If you believed me when I said that I go to the gym at 3 in the morning...gotcha! ;)
I had to buy trainers (sneakers) when I got here because I didn't bring any over with me. Luckily, there's a store called Penny's that sells things for RIDICULOUSLY cheap prices. They have everythingggg. However, the quality is questionable. But these shoes are great! I had to purchase insoles for them to add an extra layer between my foot and the thin foam-like sole of the shoes, but whatevs I'm cheap as fuck.
So FlyeFit. Dats mah spot! My spot, that is, if I feel like getting sweaty and working on my fitness. (If those are the only qualifications, then my local Tesco is also "my spot"...lol just kidding for reals, I'm not sweaty at the grocery store).
Except sometimes I am sweaty at the Tesco because my gym is RIGHT NEXT TO IT. My gym is right next to the grocery store. You can imagine the internal struggle everyday walking to the gym and going home from the gym. Sometimes I leave to go to the gym and end up coming home with cookies and never having gone to the gym ... O_O
So FlyeFit's logo looks kind of like the symbol for the band Flight Facilities. I don't know which came first
My gym here is not much different than Gold's Gym Express that I went to in Normal, Illinois. The layout is very different, but the types of machines offered, weights, and other facilities (Flight Facilities) are the same.
There are two levels. Once you make it past the troll at the gate, there is the level with the tredmills and other cardio machines, along with a make-shift football field that is almost the length of the room, but no where near the size of the real deal. It has that fake rubber, shredded material painted to look like the grass on the field.
Then you can go upstairs to where a lot of machines are for weight lifting as well as a room with weights and a mirrored wall. Also upstairs are the locker rooms. When I arrive at the gym, I always go upstairs, dump my stuff into a locker, and then go back downstairs for the tredmill.
Now I know what you're thinking. Damn, Erika at the gym?! She probably rocks the fitness fashion like a boss.
And you're wrong. I actually look pretty strange when I'm at the gym. I didn't bring any work out clothes with me, besides sports bras, and so what I wear are leggings and fashionable sweaters that I don't care for too much anymore. Anyone remember that light grey owl sweater I've worn the past three winters? Good, because that'd be weird if you paid that much attention to my clothes.
Besides that sweater, I also rock a black one with gold chain accents on it, and my cheetah sweater from H&M that I got in Edinburgh last summer. I also re-wear these outfits if they didn't get too sweaty the previous time...WOW Erika, you're so gross.
At first I was very nervous about going to the gym because I didn't know what the machines would be like. Instead of judging distance in miles, they use kilometers over here and I wasn't sure what level I'd have to place the machine on. Hell, I didn't know what to expect from the machines!
But actually I was SHOCKED and also comforted to find that the tredmill is the exact same brand as the one I ran on in Gold's Gym! Matrix, to be exact. It looks a little different, but the settings were the same! I always used "manual." And it's really easy to use! And even the cup holders are in the same spot and the emergency stop button is in the same spot and it's just so wonderful!
At first I felt like a bad ass because the settings were in km/hour and not mph. So instead of running at a steady pace of 6.5-7mph, I'm running at about 10-11 kmph. And instead of saying I ran 4 ish miles, I ran 7 km. Which makes me feel like a bamf. You can imagine my stride during my cool down.
Also weight is measured in kg which is your weight divided by 2.2. For example, if you weigh 110 pounds, you are 50 kg. So if someone says they lost 3 kg it's actually an accomplishment. If someone says they lost 3 pounds, you're like "so what?" or "did you just take a poop?" (I haven't lost weight and that's not my weight in kg, these are just examples ppl!) Also, to convert miles to km, you do the number of miles multiplied by 1.6
I really like the gym because it's a place where I can jam to my music. Seriously. When I walk on the tredmill, I'm practicing my catwalk. Sometimes I'm also dancing. I'm in the midst of choreographing an interpretive dance that I will film and show you later (this is real).
I am personally proud of my gym playlist, and am always adding to it. For me, it's a lot easier to run when I am running to the beat of the song. Here is a list of songs that I can run to in rhythm with the music (ranging from slower, bigger and bouncier strides to smaller, faster steps):
Bang-Bang: Jessie Jay and you know
Chalk Outline: Three Days Grace
Alone: Heart
It's Gonna Be Me: NSYNC
A New Way to Bleed Remix: Evanescence
I Just Had Sex: The Lonely Island
Touchin on My: 3Oh!3
Black Widow: Iggy and Rita
Off to the Races: Lana Del Rey
Whip My Hair: Willow Smith (the best. it's against my rules to not run when this plays)
Upgrade Ya: Beyonce and her Boo
Serial Killer: Lana Del Rey
Chandelier: Sia
Centuries: Fall Out Boy
Other songs that are on my playlist (but don't fully line up with my pace, yet still good!) are:
No Enemiesz: Kiesza
The Inuyasha theme song (this shouldn't surprise you)
Let it Go: The Alex Boye cover
Sia: Elastic Heart
Change Your Life: Iggy Azalea
And We Danced: Macklemore and Ryan Lewis
Original Don: Major Lazor
I am the Best: 2NE1
Take Me To Church: Hozier
and a bunch more. There's 44 songs, too many to list all!
So one day The Motto by Drake was playing when I entered the gym, and I smiled to myself as I screamed "fuck yes" on the inside. It was all I could do to keep from strutting to the locker room. And to be honest, I probably did. I know I did. But to avoid this confirmation, I neglected to look any of my passerbys in the face and gauge their reaction to my impromptu catwalk. When I reached the locker room and busted open the door in all my strutting glory, I found two girls dancing and clapping to the song. "Awe, hell ya I feel you girl!" was what came out of my mouth. And they totally laughed. At first I wasn't sure if I should have been embarrassed by my comment but that moment fleeted after a second as I thought "no regrets"
So that's everything about the gym! Hope you enjoyed this little entry-poo.
:)
xxKa
Originally from Chicago, I've completed a Working Holiday Visa in Ireland, lived and studied in Scotland, and now am doing a Working Holiday in New Zealand.
Friday, February 27, 2015
Sunday, February 15, 2015
What the Fox Really Says
This was too good not to share.
There are foxes that roam the streets at night around my apartment. Sometimes I can hear them making what can only be described as a "howl" and tonight was one of those times.
At first I thought that maybe they were attacking one of the Scat Cats from the Rat Pack that live on our street (you'll hear about them in the near future). Or maybe they were ripping apart some poor defenseless bird.
However, I have come to the conclusion that this is merely what the fox says.
You'll see what I mean after you watch this video. Listen closely.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vGfqGJg9TAA&feature=youtu.be
Here is a lovely picture of my leg in the sun. Doesn't the sunshine look so inviting :3 xxKa
There are foxes that roam the streets at night around my apartment. Sometimes I can hear them making what can only be described as a "howl" and tonight was one of those times.
At first I thought that maybe they were attacking one of the Scat Cats from the Rat Pack that live on our street (you'll hear about them in the near future). Or maybe they were ripping apart some poor defenseless bird.
However, I have come to the conclusion that this is merely what the fox says.
You'll see what I mean after you watch this video. Listen closely.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vGfqGJg9TAA&feature=youtu.be
Here is a lovely picture of my leg in the sun. Doesn't the sunshine look so inviting :3 xxKa
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Starbucks
Hello!
Today's entry will highlight my Starbucks experience in the United States compared to my new experience working at Starbucks in Dublin. Let me take you on the journey.
I first started working at Starbucks in June 2008, where I worked at a cafe store in my home town of Bumble-Fuck, Illinois.
Oh. Excuse me, stupid auto-correct. I meant to say Mundelein, Illinois.
It was a great time working there. If you were a regular at this location around that year, you would remember the house-hold names of Todd and Rhonda. Those were the two Baristas that had been there the longest, and were ultimately the faces of that location (at least I'd say they were!). Rhonda used to joke that I was here daughter, because she was old enough to have been my mom and didn't have any kids of her own. She was super awesome, such a funny person! Todd was really into movies, and he was even an extra in the Dark Knight (they filmed in Chicago). I think you can maybe see him behind Heath Ledger in one scene. I was at that store for about 1 year. I even made a theme song for Starbucks while I worked there. Yes, of course I still remember it, and I would love to share it with you:
Starbucks. We make really good drinks
Coffee, tea...we'll have it on the brink
of the hand-off counter, it is there for you
deliciously made, nice coffee, that is freshly brewed
we are the Starbucks, we're really super cool
We donate all our expired pastries to all the schools
STARBUCKS, STARBUCKS, across from Dominics
in Mundelein, off route 176
Now, let me amend this song because there are many things that aren't true about it anymore. First of all, Starbucks cannot donate their expired pastries due to legalities. You know, if a person receiving this donation were to complain about getting sick from a pastry, Starbucks could be in trouble. It's a really big shame :( Also, Dominics...no longer...exists. SADDEST THING EVER. They were a great grocery store! I certainly chose them over Jewel Osco (all my Illinois friends are totally understanding me right now). And finally. The most depressing amendment to this catchy jingle...
That Starbucks closed down a few years ago. The Starbucks that birthed me into the world of coffee...the one that said "hey, let's give this girl a chance to caffeinate the world." They are no more.
Moving along. So after 1 year at that location, they said "BYE" and transferred me to a Starbucks in Wheeling which was strictly a drive-thru. It's the only Starbucks that I've EVER seen that has no cafe. It was literally a box the size of two sheds put together with maybe 2 or 3 tables outside the front, 4 parking spaces, and a drive-thru lane. There was a walk-up window where people could order drinks from too. It was just a really weird store. The most Baristas ever working at one time was 3. You couldn't fit anymore inside anyways, and even with three it was pretty cramped.
Luckily I was only there for 3 months over the summer, because it was about a 45 minute drive from my house and I'd have to leave at 3:45am to get there by 4:30 to open the store. >:[
Then I was transferred to the Starbucks that I would call home. The Starbucks that immediately comes to mind when I think about my time with the company in the past.
This Starbucks was a drive-thru and a cafe and we were BUSY. We had goals of making 50 drinks per 30 minutes during our morning rush, and I tell you. We were damn close a lot of the time. I still have a report that was printed once when I was on bar showing the hours and half-hours with the number of drinks made next to it. The progression was something like 12, 22, 35, 40, 47, 46, 46, 40, 29, and yes. That was me! I made those drinks that fast! XD
I worked at this store in Buffalo Grove for 2 years and met some of the best people I know there. I still think about them all the time. Here are some lovely pictures from this place for you to enjoy:
Ahhhh such a good time. Then I left to go to ISU and waste my money on a useless degree!!
SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Here I am in Dublin, Ireland working at Starbucks yet again! It's just a really fun job. One of those rare, minimum wage gigs that makes you feel slightly more important than other minimum wage gigs, and like you might actually be doing something (maybe) meaningful with your life.
But after being at this store for about 2 1/2 months, I've noticed some pretty interesting differences between the customers, food, drinks, and such from the US stores. Let me explain.
Pastries
All of our pastries at my Dublin store are locally baked so some of them look a bit different than the US versions.
And we don't have iced brewed coffee in Dublin, and we only brew one type of filtered coffee at a time (right now it's "seasonal" blend)
So there's really not too much of a difference. We only have 3 sugar-free options here in Ireland. Currently we are pushing the Columbia Narino shots (a more premium espresso than the regular espresso shots. Costs 30 cents more to upgrade) and the triple hot chocolate.
Mainly what I notice is that the people here are more polite and not as specific or picky with their orders. The most intricate beverage I can think of from a regular is a Quad Venti Soya Extra-extra-extra Hot Wet Latte. That is pretty specific. But when I worked in the US, we would get customers asking for customized drinks like this all the time. Here, there's only maybe 10 people at most in a day that get these kinds of beverages. Everyone else is just "tall americano" or "grande cappuccino" or "tall latte." Americano, latte, cappuccino. These are our top sellers.
Also in the US, people would try to sneak around their drink orders to save money. "I'll have a tall tea in a venti cup and fill the cup to the top with hot water." Or people with gold cards, who get free added shots by using their card, ask for "a grande americano with an extra shot in a venti cup with hot water to the top" which is essentially a venti americano. But they get it cheaper cause they get free added shots. No one here has ever done that, that I've known. There's ONE customer who comes in every single day who asks for a short americano in a tall cup with an added shot. So he does that. But he's really the only one.
Generally in the US if someone received a drink that they did not like, they would tell you, or make a face ,or complain (occasionally with attitude). Sometimes these customers would ask you to remake the drink just by judging the weight of the cup (you can tell how much foam is in the drink that way).
Here, I almost never get asked to remake a drink. Sometimes, I have to plead with the customer to let me remake the drink for them because I could tell they weren't 100% satisfied, but they wouldn't say it out loud. Sometimes they'll order a cappuccino but the person taking the order will write latte or something different, and when I call out "latte" they're like, "Oh...um...I ordered a cappuccino. But it's ok, it's ok! I'll just take this, it's fine!" I'm like, no seriously let me remake it for you!! NO WAIT COME BACK!
We do have our share of cranky customers. There's one that snaps at you if you don't put the coffee sleeve on her cup for her, and TO HELL with you if you ask her for her name. There's also PLENTY that come in while they're on their phones and pause only to tell you their drink, then thrust their payment at you while they continue their conversation. But honestly most of the time everyone is just lovely, and lots of them actually want to talk with you and enjoy making small talk. It's refreshing!
I think I've probably cried once or twice because of a customer in the US. That's not to say everyone there was crabby; we also had SO many lovely people come in! (Jan, you my girl! ;) ). We also saw a lot more people at my last Starbucks because we were a cafe and a drive-thru.
But generally I would say the people here are happier and more polite when they come in. They're also not in as big of a hurry.
WOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
So that was probably WAY more than you EVER wanted to know about Starbucks. And I really hope I mentioned all the major differences that I wanted to note along with the rest of the random rambling I ended up spewing out.
But yes!!!! If there is anything more, you know you gonna hear about it in another entry ;)
Sorry this was so long!
xxKa!
Today's entry will highlight my Starbucks experience in the United States compared to my new experience working at Starbucks in Dublin. Let me take you on the journey.
I first started working at Starbucks in June 2008, where I worked at a cafe store in my home town of Bumble-Fuck, Illinois.
Oh. Excuse me, stupid auto-correct. I meant to say Mundelein, Illinois.
It was a great time working there. If you were a regular at this location around that year, you would remember the house-hold names of Todd and Rhonda. Those were the two Baristas that had been there the longest, and were ultimately the faces of that location (at least I'd say they were!). Rhonda used to joke that I was here daughter, because she was old enough to have been my mom and didn't have any kids of her own. She was super awesome, such a funny person! Todd was really into movies, and he was even an extra in the Dark Knight (they filmed in Chicago). I think you can maybe see him behind Heath Ledger in one scene. I was at that store for about 1 year. I even made a theme song for Starbucks while I worked there. Yes, of course I still remember it, and I would love to share it with you:
Starbucks. We make really good drinks
Coffee, tea...we'll have it on the brink
of the hand-off counter, it is there for you
deliciously made, nice coffee, that is freshly brewed
we are the Starbucks, we're really super cool
We donate all our expired pastries to all the schools
STARBUCKS, STARBUCKS, across from Dominics
in Mundelein, off route 176
Now, let me amend this song because there are many things that aren't true about it anymore. First of all, Starbucks cannot donate their expired pastries due to legalities. You know, if a person receiving this donation were to complain about getting sick from a pastry, Starbucks could be in trouble. It's a really big shame :( Also, Dominics...no longer...exists. SADDEST THING EVER. They were a great grocery store! I certainly chose them over Jewel Osco (all my Illinois friends are totally understanding me right now). And finally. The most depressing amendment to this catchy jingle...
That Starbucks closed down a few years ago. The Starbucks that birthed me into the world of coffee...the one that said "hey, let's give this girl a chance to caffeinate the world." They are no more.
Moving along. So after 1 year at that location, they said "BYE" and transferred me to a Starbucks in Wheeling which was strictly a drive-thru. It's the only Starbucks that I've EVER seen that has no cafe. It was literally a box the size of two sheds put together with maybe 2 or 3 tables outside the front, 4 parking spaces, and a drive-thru lane. There was a walk-up window where people could order drinks from too. It was just a really weird store. The most Baristas ever working at one time was 3. You couldn't fit anymore inside anyways, and even with three it was pretty cramped.
Luckily I was only there for 3 months over the summer, because it was about a 45 minute drive from my house and I'd have to leave at 3:45am to get there by 4:30 to open the store. >:[
Then I was transferred to the Starbucks that I would call home. The Starbucks that immediately comes to mind when I think about my time with the company in the past.
This Starbucks was a drive-thru and a cafe and we were BUSY. We had goals of making 50 drinks per 30 minutes during our morning rush, and I tell you. We were damn close a lot of the time. I still have a report that was printed once when I was on bar showing the hours and half-hours with the number of drinks made next to it. The progression was something like 12, 22, 35, 40, 47, 46, 46, 40, 29, and yes. That was me! I made those drinks that fast! XD
I worked at this store in Buffalo Grove for 2 years and met some of the best people I know there. I still think about them all the time. Here are some lovely pictures from this place for you to enjoy:
I think I'm getting crowned in this picture^
Queen B and Queen DT 4 Life
Some of the girls I worked with!
SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Here I am in Dublin, Ireland working at Starbucks yet again! It's just a really fun job. One of those rare, minimum wage gigs that makes you feel slightly more important than other minimum wage gigs, and like you might actually be doing something (maybe) meaningful with your life.
But after being at this store for about 2 1/2 months, I've noticed some pretty interesting differences between the customers, food, drinks, and such from the US stores. Let me explain.
Pastries
All of our pastries at my Dublin store are locally baked so some of them look a bit different than the US versions.
Lemon Loaf US v. Lemon Loaf Ireland
(main differences are: there's lemon zest on top, no icing, and it's not as bright of yellow in Ireland)
Blueberry Scone US v. Raisin Scone Ireland
(this is what scones really look like!^)
Butter Croissant US v. Butter Croissant Ireland
Cinnamon Swirl Coffee Cake US v. Cinnamon Swirl Ireland
(We don't sell coffee cake in Ireland. This is what we call 'cinnamon swirl')
Now forget the drinks, forget the other pastries...the Cinnamon Swirl is hands down the best thing we sell at our Starbucks. It is soooo delicious! You can't even imagine. (Or can you?!?!)
In Ireland, we also sell:
-fruit bread (which is like thick fruit toast)
-toasties (actual white or linseed toast)
-pan au chocolat (fancy for chocolate croissant)
-pan au raisin (fancy for something that looks like a cinnamon roll, but has no cinnamon or icing and instead has a vanilla-y cream with raisins)
-gluten-free brownie
-tiffen (which is a thick chocolate bar, but soft to bite into with a crispy-ish mix of sorts with the chocolate. Ours has raisins but others don't come with any)
-toffee crispie (fancy for toffee rice krispy treat with milk chocolate on top)
****we do not have morning buns, coffee cakes, mini pastries or cake pops, and the only scones we have are butter, wheat, and raisin.
We have other pastries too, but the ones listed are the most noticeably different. If you're really dying to know the whole menu, just message me. I'm not sure what pastries they sell in the US currently, but the ones we have now are completely different from when I worked there before!
Beverages
|
|
US
|
Ireland
|
|
Vanilla
Sugar-free Vanilla
|
X
X
|
X
X
|
|
Toffee Nut
|
X
|
Seasonal
|
|
White Mocha
|
X
|
X
|
|
Mocha
Sugar-Free Mocha
|
X
X
|
X
(No sugar-free)
|
|
Caramel
Sugar-free Caramel
|
X
X
|
X
We just got it!
|
|
Hazelnut
Sugar-free Hazelnut
|
X
X |
X
X
|
|
Cinnamon Dolce
Sugar-Free Cinnamon Dolce
|
X
X
|
We just got it! (but it’s
called Cinnamon Syrup)
(No sugar-free)
|
|
Peppermint
Sugar-free Peppermint
|
X
X
|
X (but currently out of stock
:P)
(No sugar-free)
|
|
Gingerbread
|
X
|
X
|
|
Peppermint Mocha
|
X
|
(technically you could make
this beverage over here, but it was not pushed as a holiday beverage… I might
be wrong about this, I started on Dec. 9)
|
|
Honey Almond Hot Chocolate
|
?
|
X
|
|
Signature Hot Chocolate
|
X
|
X
|
|
Salted Caramel Hot Chocolate
|
X (not sure if they still do)
|
(Nope)
|
|
Raspberry
|
X
|
(Nope)
|
|
Cinnamon Sugar Topping
|
X
|
(Nope)
|
|
Egg Nog
|
X
|
X
|
|
Soy Milk
|
X
|
X (called “Soya”)
|
And we don't have iced brewed coffee in Dublin, and we only brew one type of filtered coffee at a time (right now it's "seasonal" blend)
So there's really not too much of a difference. We only have 3 sugar-free options here in Ireland. Currently we are pushing the Columbia Narino shots (a more premium espresso than the regular espresso shots. Costs 30 cents more to upgrade) and the triple hot chocolate.
He's just a little guy! This is Columbiowl. He is a half-full bag of Columbia espresso beans.
Customers
I notice a difference in customers here. My store is located in a more "posh" area of Dublin called Ballsbridge. Mostly our customers are business women and men because there are a lot of businesses nearby. My last Starbucks in the US was in a strip mall in Buffalo Grove, which is a more "posh" suburb. So I would consider the types of people coming in to be similar.Mainly what I notice is that the people here are more polite and not as specific or picky with their orders. The most intricate beverage I can think of from a regular is a Quad Venti Soya Extra-extra-extra Hot Wet Latte. That is pretty specific. But when I worked in the US, we would get customers asking for customized drinks like this all the time. Here, there's only maybe 10 people at most in a day that get these kinds of beverages. Everyone else is just "tall americano" or "grande cappuccino" or "tall latte." Americano, latte, cappuccino. These are our top sellers.
Also in the US, people would try to sneak around their drink orders to save money. "I'll have a tall tea in a venti cup and fill the cup to the top with hot water." Or people with gold cards, who get free added shots by using their card, ask for "a grande americano with an extra shot in a venti cup with hot water to the top" which is essentially a venti americano. But they get it cheaper cause they get free added shots. No one here has ever done that, that I've known. There's ONE customer who comes in every single day who asks for a short americano in a tall cup with an added shot. So he does that. But he's really the only one.
Generally in the US if someone received a drink that they did not like, they would tell you, or make a face ,or complain (occasionally with attitude). Sometimes these customers would ask you to remake the drink just by judging the weight of the cup (you can tell how much foam is in the drink that way).
Here, I almost never get asked to remake a drink. Sometimes, I have to plead with the customer to let me remake the drink for them because I could tell they weren't 100% satisfied, but they wouldn't say it out loud. Sometimes they'll order a cappuccino but the person taking the order will write latte or something different, and when I call out "latte" they're like, "Oh...um...I ordered a cappuccino. But it's ok, it's ok! I'll just take this, it's fine!" I'm like, no seriously let me remake it for you!! NO WAIT COME BACK!
We do have our share of cranky customers. There's one that snaps at you if you don't put the coffee sleeve on her cup for her, and TO HELL with you if you ask her for her name. There's also PLENTY that come in while they're on their phones and pause only to tell you their drink, then thrust their payment at you while they continue their conversation. But honestly most of the time everyone is just lovely, and lots of them actually want to talk with you and enjoy making small talk. It's refreshing!
I think I've probably cried once or twice because of a customer in the US. That's not to say everyone there was crabby; we also had SO many lovely people come in! (Jan, you my girl! ;) ). We also saw a lot more people at my last Starbucks because we were a cafe and a drive-thru.
But generally I would say the people here are happier and more polite when they come in. They're also not in as big of a hurry.
WOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
So that was probably WAY more than you EVER wanted to know about Starbucks. And I really hope I mentioned all the major differences that I wanted to note along with the rest of the random rambling I ended up spewing out.
But yes!!!! If there is anything more, you know you gonna hear about it in another entry ;)
Sorry this was so long!
xxKa!
Sunday, February 8, 2015
My Apartment
Hello!
So guys. Brace yourself. I mean, really, grab the sides of your chair and lock your feet firmly on the ground.
I have created a video giving you a tour of my lovely apartment in Dublin.
It's located 1 block from Merrion Square, which is a beautiful park! Oscar Wilde lived around here too! I find that very inspiring, and am doing a little writing myself. Ya know, I've got that Bradbury blood in my body (I'm referring to Ray Bradbury if you didn't catch my reference. Grandma says we're related, so that means it's a fact.)
Anyways, more about my writing later!
My apartment is also located 1 block from Howl at the Moon! There's one of those in Chicago too! We went there for Molly's birthday, it was awesome. I don't think there's a piano at this one though. I honestly don't think the two are even related. I've still never been to the one over here...that's on my to-do list.
If you walk 1 block further south (east?) past Howl at the Moon, you arrive at a lovely Canal. It is so peaceful. I posted a picture of it on my very first blog post. The canal is really long and there's a paved path alongside so you can jog or walk it very easily. There's plenty of benches and each stretch has a slightly different feel than the one before it. There's a boat with a bar inside too that I think is open! I'll have to check that out sometime (another to-do list item!)
My apartment is also located about 10 minutes or less walk from Stephen's Green which is a lovely attraction of Dublin, and is quit bigger than Merrion Square. There is a lot of water at Stephen's Green and many birds, like seagulls bigger than cats and swans too. A blog post about this place shall be written as well!
Other attractions that are within 10 minutes walk are a plethora of awesome pubs, bars, clubs, shopping, and everything else the city centre has to offer. It's really the best location for an apartment. Whenever I tell people where I live, and how much I pay per month, they are just flabbergasted...jaws to the floor, speechless, amazed... I am very lucky! ^ ^
It is also 15 minutes walk to my work, and the walk is very peaceful and lovely as well!
SO without further a-do, I present to you this video tour. DISCLAIMER: you MUST read the description before you watch the video. PAUSE THE VIDEO ONCE YOU OPEN IT. READ. There is a small task you must complete in order to grasp the full effect of this masterfully created work of art.
Also, I am dancing.
and also, I just did laundry and have spread all my wet clothes all over my bed and around the room so it is very messy PLEASE DON'T JUDGE ME
Enjoy! xxKa
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6-9NkQU2Ys4&edit=vd
So guys. Brace yourself. I mean, really, grab the sides of your chair and lock your feet firmly on the ground.
I have created a video giving you a tour of my lovely apartment in Dublin.
It's located 1 block from Merrion Square, which is a beautiful park! Oscar Wilde lived around here too! I find that very inspiring, and am doing a little writing myself. Ya know, I've got that Bradbury blood in my body (I'm referring to Ray Bradbury if you didn't catch my reference. Grandma says we're related, so that means it's a fact.)
Anyways, more about my writing later!
My apartment is also located 1 block from Howl at the Moon! There's one of those in Chicago too! We went there for Molly's birthday, it was awesome. I don't think there's a piano at this one though. I honestly don't think the two are even related. I've still never been to the one over here...that's on my to-do list.
If you walk 1 block further south (east?) past Howl at the Moon, you arrive at a lovely Canal. It is so peaceful. I posted a picture of it on my very first blog post. The canal is really long and there's a paved path alongside so you can jog or walk it very easily. There's plenty of benches and each stretch has a slightly different feel than the one before it. There's a boat with a bar inside too that I think is open! I'll have to check that out sometime (another to-do list item!)
My apartment is also located about 10 minutes or less walk from Stephen's Green which is a lovely attraction of Dublin, and is quit bigger than Merrion Square. There is a lot of water at Stephen's Green and many birds, like seagulls bigger than cats and swans too. A blog post about this place shall be written as well!
Other attractions that are within 10 minutes walk are a plethora of awesome pubs, bars, clubs, shopping, and everything else the city centre has to offer. It's really the best location for an apartment. Whenever I tell people where I live, and how much I pay per month, they are just flabbergasted...jaws to the floor, speechless, amazed... I am very lucky! ^ ^
It is also 15 minutes walk to my work, and the walk is very peaceful and lovely as well!
SO without further a-do, I present to you this video tour. DISCLAIMER: you MUST read the description before you watch the video. PAUSE THE VIDEO ONCE YOU OPEN IT. READ. There is a small task you must complete in order to grasp the full effect of this masterfully created work of art.
Also, I am dancing.
and also, I just did laundry and have spread all my wet clothes all over my bed and around the room so it is very messy PLEASE DON'T JUDGE ME
Enjoy! xxKa
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6-9NkQU2Ys4&edit=vd
Saturday, January 31, 2015
Heat Rush
Hello!
Gah I just can't stop writing blog posts! I have so many things I want to talk about. This post will not necessarily make you feel any more cultured after reading, but you will feel more educated on the subject of perfume.
I was out shopping for new foundation, and at the pharmacy (called Boots) I found a sale rack of perfumes. If you've never been to Boots, visualize the inside of a Walgreens with a half step down on the lighting, much more organized shelving, clean and tidy with most products in their place, and more spacious inside.
The 70% off sign for perfume was so attractive, it was like I was drawn to them against my will. The items on sale were those box sets that come with a lotion and/or body wash and a 1 oz bottle of perfume. They were the exact same sets you can find in the US!
What most excited me was that they had the box I purchased in the US before I came here; Taylor Swift's Wonderstruck. I really like this perfume because it's floral, but not TOO floral, mature, but not TOO mature, and has a warm tone to it. Maybe even the slightest hint of vanilla. SLIGHTEST hint. I feel endearing when I wear this.
My life's perfume choices have consisted of Burberry Beat, Jessica Simpson Fancy, Britney Spears Fantasy, and Taylor Swift's Wonderstruck (in that order. I still use Fancy cause my body keeps the scent well). I've also been this---> | | close to purchasing Victoria by Victoria's Secret because it is just soooo good. But I couldn't bring myself to drop the $60. I COULD bring myself to drop the $10 for a 'body splash' version, but here is a TIP: NEVER purchase body splash. It's just not worth it, in my opinion. Sure, you get an initial burst of the scent, but it costs $1 per minute that it lasts. After those 10 amazing minutes are over, you're left with abandonment issues.
But when I picked up this box set and checked what 70% off looked like I was like DAMN. 8 euros for designer perfume and lotion. So I thought, hell, imma try a new brand I've never used before along with my TSwift goodness. The options were between:
It came with a lotion and a body wash. The lotion has slight gold sparkles in it, and I loveee them. I'm very tempted to put it all over my body and face and tell people I'm related to Edward Cullen (maybe next Halloween).
The orange glow from the bottles might have been the true reason I bought them, unconsciously. This soft orange color made me feel like it was warm summer for a moment, and I was whisked off to a dream of beaches and sand... then I started choking on a fuzzy from my scarf and was rudely awoken back to the harsh winter reality.
I would compare Heat Rush to a perfume made by Victoria's Secret Pink called Sweet and Flirty (I think that's the right one...Laura, I gave you this at one point right??). It smells very light, very fresh, fruity, and fun (does fun have a smell??). The difference between this and VS Pink is that there is a mature note to the scent that I really like. I'm not a huge fan of fruity perfumes, but this note makes it feel more elegant.
So Beyonce, giiiiirl you got sum'n goin ON with dis one. I did smell the original Beyonce Heat fragrance at Boots as well (that was also on sale!) but it was too mature for me. The scent was a bit over powering and reminded me of something I would smell on a woman in her 40's. I'm not too keen on perfumes that smell too mature. But maybe when I'm older, I'll graduate from 'Heat Rush' to just 'Heat' (is this a metaphor for menopause?).
So there you have it! Now you know what I smell like! This was my successful day at Boots, walking out with 16 euros worth of TWO different designer perfumes and lotions (I also got foundation too, I'm not that spacey of a shopper...maybe). This is my favorite bargain in Ireland so far. That, and just the store Penny's in general.
More to come! :) xx Ka
PS- a TIP for perfume wearers: your scent will last longer with more moisturized skin! If you have naturally dry skin, it will absorb the perfume and you won't be able to smell it as strongly. This is my issue. That is why box sets with lotion are PERFECT because you can wear the lotion (that has the smell) and spray the perfume (which also has the smell) so you are ensured to smell great!! :)
Gah I just can't stop writing blog posts! I have so many things I want to talk about. This post will not necessarily make you feel any more cultured after reading, but you will feel more educated on the subject of perfume.
I was out shopping for new foundation, and at the pharmacy (called Boots) I found a sale rack of perfumes. If you've never been to Boots, visualize the inside of a Walgreens with a half step down on the lighting, much more organized shelving, clean and tidy with most products in their place, and more spacious inside.
The 70% off sign for perfume was so attractive, it was like I was drawn to them against my will. The items on sale were those box sets that come with a lotion and/or body wash and a 1 oz bottle of perfume. They were the exact same sets you can find in the US!
What most excited me was that they had the box I purchased in the US before I came here; Taylor Swift's Wonderstruck. I really like this perfume because it's floral, but not TOO floral, mature, but not TOO mature, and has a warm tone to it. Maybe even the slightest hint of vanilla. SLIGHTEST hint. I feel endearing when I wear this.
My life's perfume choices have consisted of Burberry Beat, Jessica Simpson Fancy, Britney Spears Fantasy, and Taylor Swift's Wonderstruck (in that order. I still use Fancy cause my body keeps the scent well). I've also been this---> | | close to purchasing Victoria by Victoria's Secret because it is just soooo good. But I couldn't bring myself to drop the $60. I COULD bring myself to drop the $10 for a 'body splash' version, but here is a TIP: NEVER purchase body splash. It's just not worth it, in my opinion. Sure, you get an initial burst of the scent, but it costs $1 per minute that it lasts. After those 10 amazing minutes are over, you're left with abandonment issues.
But when I picked up this box set and checked what 70% off looked like I was like DAMN. 8 euros for designer perfume and lotion. So I thought, hell, imma try a new brand I've never used before along with my TSwift goodness. The options were between:
- Some boy band that looked like One Direction (but there was only four boys and I've never heard of them before)
- Katy Perry Killer Queen (which actually smelled really good but didn't make the final cut)
- A Rihanna perfume that I wasn't interested in for some reason (never got to smell it).
- Britney Spears Fantasy Night (or something that wasn't Fantasy, but a spin on it- didn't care much for the smell :( )
- and Beyonce Heat Rush.
The orange glow from the bottles might have been the true reason I bought them, unconsciously. This soft orange color made me feel like it was warm summer for a moment, and I was whisked off to a dream of beaches and sand... then I started choking on a fuzzy from my scarf and was rudely awoken back to the harsh winter reality.
I would compare Heat Rush to a perfume made by Victoria's Secret Pink called Sweet and Flirty (I think that's the right one...Laura, I gave you this at one point right??). It smells very light, very fresh, fruity, and fun (does fun have a smell??). The difference between this and VS Pink is that there is a mature note to the scent that I really like. I'm not a huge fan of fruity perfumes, but this note makes it feel more elegant.
So Beyonce, giiiiirl you got sum'n goin ON with dis one. I did smell the original Beyonce Heat fragrance at Boots as well (that was also on sale!) but it was too mature for me. The scent was a bit over powering and reminded me of something I would smell on a woman in her 40's. I'm not too keen on perfumes that smell too mature. But maybe when I'm older, I'll graduate from 'Heat Rush' to just 'Heat' (is this a metaphor for menopause?).
So there you have it! Now you know what I smell like! This was my successful day at Boots, walking out with 16 euros worth of TWO different designer perfumes and lotions (I also got foundation too, I'm not that spacey of a shopper...maybe). This is my favorite bargain in Ireland so far. That, and just the store Penny's in general.
More to come! :) xx Ka
PS- a TIP for perfume wearers: your scent will last longer with more moisturized skin! If you have naturally dry skin, it will absorb the perfume and you won't be able to smell it as strongly. This is my issue. That is why box sets with lotion are PERFECT because you can wear the lotion (that has the smell) and spray the perfume (which also has the smell) so you are ensured to smell great!! :)
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
Bank of Ireland
Hello!
For my second post I thought I would keep it light and talk about BANKING. Woah!
Before I get into where I have an account (although the title of this post is a massive giveaway) I will describe to you the process I went through of getting a bank account. I promise this is an interesting story.
There are 3 major bank options in Dublin that seem to be the most popular: Bank of Ireland, AIB, and Permanent tsb. I've heard some crappy things about Bank of Ireland but there is one close to my apt so I thought I'd walk in and see what they were like.
When I went inside, with a packet of my necessary documents (passport, proof of address, work visa, employment letter, etc), there wasn't any desks I could see with bankers. It was very unclear where to go. After walking from one side to the other and back again, I saw an older woman who looked like security standing in the middle of the lobby. Maybe she could help...maybe.
I said, "Hi! I was wondering who I would be able to talk to about opening a bank account."
"You can talk to me," said the old security lady after sizing me up.
I thought this was weird...she was clearly security and standing alone in the middle of the lobby, but I rolled with it, "Ok...um, I'd like to open a bank account."
"You're going to need a proof of address, statement from your employer, and identification."
"Yes I have all that with me." I was trying to sound polite and cheerful, even though she was acting very suspicious of me.
"Ok then. Where do you work?"
"Starbucks."
"Yes, but where is the Starbucks?"
"It's in Ballsbridge. At The Oval."
"Hmmm...Maybe you should go to the Bank of Ireland over there."
"But I live two blocks from here...."
She paused. There was clearly no excuse for her to turn me away, "Alright...have a seat, I'll see if someone is available."
"OK THANK YOU," I sang sweetly with a squint and a smile as wide as her skeptical eye.
When I was finally able to speak with a banker, I was told that I should have made an appointment. I got lucky that she had some spare time. And after checking all my documents, it turned out that my proof of address wasn't sufficient enough. I feared this would happen... the bills for my apt are not paid under my name, so I had a note written by my roommate stating I lived there along with one of my roommate's electricity bills. But the banker told me that I could bring in my PPS letter as proof of address (ugh, why hadn't I thought of that!). I was given the business card of the person to call and make an appointment with for the next time I wanted to come in.
Ok cool. I found my letter at home and called the number I was given the next day. And the next day. And the next day. And the bloody banker never picked up. I left two messages. Never got a call back.
I was getting desperate now because it was monday and I needed a bank account by that friday or I wasn't going to get paid for the FIRST time while being in Ireland until THE END OF FEBRUARY. Starbucks only pays me once a month here. And they do not issue physical checks-it's direct deposit or nothing. So I said SCREW YOU BOI and went to Permanent tsb.
This time I made sure to schedule an appointment before hand. Tip for travelers: if you need a bank account in Ireland, you MUST call to schedule an appointment first. They will not accept walk-ins. It has happened before where they indeed accepted walk-ins (my roommate got her account that way) but if you're name is Erika Bradbury and you happen to be ME then they will not let you walk in and open an account.
So I'm at Permanent tsb and the banker meeting me was so lovely and much nicer than anyone I encountered at BOI. We shook hands, she sat me down, I handed her my documents including my PPS letter, she frowned and told me that unfortunately the PPS letter isn't accepted as proof of address by their bank, told me I needed to contact revenue and have them send me a document in the mail, shook my hand again, and then I walked out into the cold air that felt much more bitter than it did 10 minutes prior.
Now I was really feeling the desperation. I walked into AIB on my way back and put on my puppy dog face, but as I have noted two paragraphs above, they will not let you walk in and open a bank account without an appointment.
It was Tuesday now and I was scared. I relayed my fears to my supervisor at Starbucks, and we griped over how difficult it is to get a bank account around here. Cause, DAMN, it's annoyingly difficult. But then she saw one of our regulars on the security monitor, exclaimed "it's that black guy!" and ran out of the back room to chase after him. I was thoroughly confused. She came back and told me to have a chat with him.
Turns out that Mr. Grande Caramel Cappuccino actually works for AIB! I told him my situation and what had happened and he said that the AIB Lab in the Drumcondra shopping center would see me without an appointment. We had to re-write my employment letter to include my address and that should be sufficient enough proof. It was decided I would do this errand the following day after work because I did not have all my documents with me at the time. GREAT! Now all I had to do was walk 20+ minutes from my work to the Luas station, spend 6 euro on a round trip ride, and wander the streets until I found the Drumcondra Shopping Center!
It was 3pm Wednesday when I left Starbucks and embarked on my journey.
It was raining. I did not have a hood or umbrella. But if I did, it was far too windy for either of these to be useful.
The trek was rough. I mean rough. You can not imagine how miserable I was. It was around 40 degrees Fahrenheit with spitting rain and lashing winds. I was soaked. My mind wandered over every single possible excuse I could have to turn back and just go home and crawl under my warm duvet. But I managed to make it to the Luas. I managed to find the Drumcondra Shopping Center. And I managed to find the AIB Lab among the maze of shops.
And after 10 minutes, I was turned away account-less because Starbucks doesn't bank with AIB themselves so having my address in the employment statement was not sufficient enough proof of address, nor was my PPS letter, and I needed to contact revenue to send me something. GAH DAMN.
I walked back to the train in the spit and wind with my eyes on my feet. What was I going to do now? It was Wednesday. Tomorrow was Thursday. I needed an account by Friday.
The next day at work I explained my situation to a coworker. He said he went to the Bank of Ireland just down the street from Starbucks and got an account in 15 minutes without an appointment. So I thought, HELL I'm going back to Bank of Ireland. But this one was in Ballsbridge, away from the busy city center, so hopefully SOMEONE there would be available to talk with me appointment-free.
And that's exactly what happened. They were able to take me without an appointment. It was Friday morning when I officially got a bank account, and friday afternoon when I texted my account number to my supervisor, and friday night when I celebrated the fact that I was getting paid for the first time in one week. I quoted Iggy Azalea when I texted my supervisor, "I got a bank account! Praise Jesus, Hallelujah!"
So now every time I use my debit card it will charge me 1c below 15 euros and 10c for anything above that. And it will cost 25c per atm transaction. And there is a 12 euro quarterly fee (or something like that, I can't recall at the moment). But you know what, all banks here charge like that unless you have a certain amount of money in your account.
This experience has taught me that here in Ireland, they are not as desperate for your money as the banks in the US are. It will be somewhat of a hassle to open a bank account and you MUST make an appointment before you go. Do not waltz into the Bank of Ireland on Baggot Street, or the security lady will tell you that you can open an account with her. She is a suspicious lady.
Thanks for reading! I hope this story was entertaining. If you want to hear more (how could there possibly be more?) about getting a bank account in Ireland, or you need help with it for some reason, do not hesitate to contact me!
Here is a picture of the view from outside my Starbucks! xx Ka
For my second post I thought I would keep it light and talk about BANKING. Woah!
Before I get into where I have an account (although the title of this post is a massive giveaway) I will describe to you the process I went through of getting a bank account. I promise this is an interesting story.
There are 3 major bank options in Dublin that seem to be the most popular: Bank of Ireland, AIB, and Permanent tsb. I've heard some crappy things about Bank of Ireland but there is one close to my apt so I thought I'd walk in and see what they were like.
When I went inside, with a packet of my necessary documents (passport, proof of address, work visa, employment letter, etc), there wasn't any desks I could see with bankers. It was very unclear where to go. After walking from one side to the other and back again, I saw an older woman who looked like security standing in the middle of the lobby. Maybe she could help...maybe.
I said, "Hi! I was wondering who I would be able to talk to about opening a bank account."
"You can talk to me," said the old security lady after sizing me up.
I thought this was weird...she was clearly security and standing alone in the middle of the lobby, but I rolled with it, "Ok...um, I'd like to open a bank account."
"You're going to need a proof of address, statement from your employer, and identification."
"Yes I have all that with me." I was trying to sound polite and cheerful, even though she was acting very suspicious of me.
"Ok then. Where do you work?"
"Starbucks."
"Yes, but where is the Starbucks?"
"It's in Ballsbridge. At The Oval."
"Hmmm...Maybe you should go to the Bank of Ireland over there."
"But I live two blocks from here...."
She paused. There was clearly no excuse for her to turn me away, "Alright...have a seat, I'll see if someone is available."
"OK THANK YOU," I sang sweetly with a squint and a smile as wide as her skeptical eye.
When I was finally able to speak with a banker, I was told that I should have made an appointment. I got lucky that she had some spare time. And after checking all my documents, it turned out that my proof of address wasn't sufficient enough. I feared this would happen... the bills for my apt are not paid under my name, so I had a note written by my roommate stating I lived there along with one of my roommate's electricity bills. But the banker told me that I could bring in my PPS letter as proof of address (ugh, why hadn't I thought of that!). I was given the business card of the person to call and make an appointment with for the next time I wanted to come in.
Ok cool. I found my letter at home and called the number I was given the next day. And the next day. And the next day. And the bloody banker never picked up. I left two messages. Never got a call back.
I was getting desperate now because it was monday and I needed a bank account by that friday or I wasn't going to get paid for the FIRST time while being in Ireland until THE END OF FEBRUARY. Starbucks only pays me once a month here. And they do not issue physical checks-it's direct deposit or nothing. So I said SCREW YOU BOI and went to Permanent tsb.
This time I made sure to schedule an appointment before hand. Tip for travelers: if you need a bank account in Ireland, you MUST call to schedule an appointment first. They will not accept walk-ins. It has happened before where they indeed accepted walk-ins (my roommate got her account that way) but if you're name is Erika Bradbury and you happen to be ME then they will not let you walk in and open an account.
So I'm at Permanent tsb and the banker meeting me was so lovely and much nicer than anyone I encountered at BOI. We shook hands, she sat me down, I handed her my documents including my PPS letter, she frowned and told me that unfortunately the PPS letter isn't accepted as proof of address by their bank, told me I needed to contact revenue and have them send me a document in the mail, shook my hand again, and then I walked out into the cold air that felt much more bitter than it did 10 minutes prior.
Now I was really feeling the desperation. I walked into AIB on my way back and put on my puppy dog face, but as I have noted two paragraphs above, they will not let you walk in and open a bank account without an appointment.
It was Tuesday now and I was scared. I relayed my fears to my supervisor at Starbucks, and we griped over how difficult it is to get a bank account around here. Cause, DAMN, it's annoyingly difficult. But then she saw one of our regulars on the security monitor, exclaimed "it's that black guy!" and ran out of the back room to chase after him. I was thoroughly confused. She came back and told me to have a chat with him.
Turns out that Mr. Grande Caramel Cappuccino actually works for AIB! I told him my situation and what had happened and he said that the AIB Lab in the Drumcondra shopping center would see me without an appointment. We had to re-write my employment letter to include my address and that should be sufficient enough proof. It was decided I would do this errand the following day after work because I did not have all my documents with me at the time. GREAT! Now all I had to do was walk 20+ minutes from my work to the Luas station, spend 6 euro on a round trip ride, and wander the streets until I found the Drumcondra Shopping Center!
It was 3pm Wednesday when I left Starbucks and embarked on my journey.
It was raining. I did not have a hood or umbrella. But if I did, it was far too windy for either of these to be useful.
The trek was rough. I mean rough. You can not imagine how miserable I was. It was around 40 degrees Fahrenheit with spitting rain and lashing winds. I was soaked. My mind wandered over every single possible excuse I could have to turn back and just go home and crawl under my warm duvet. But I managed to make it to the Luas. I managed to find the Drumcondra Shopping Center. And I managed to find the AIB Lab among the maze of shops.
And after 10 minutes, I was turned away account-less because Starbucks doesn't bank with AIB themselves so having my address in the employment statement was not sufficient enough proof of address, nor was my PPS letter, and I needed to contact revenue to send me something. GAH DAMN.
I walked back to the train in the spit and wind with my eyes on my feet. What was I going to do now? It was Wednesday. Tomorrow was Thursday. I needed an account by Friday.
The next day at work I explained my situation to a coworker. He said he went to the Bank of Ireland just down the street from Starbucks and got an account in 15 minutes without an appointment. So I thought, HELL I'm going back to Bank of Ireland. But this one was in Ballsbridge, away from the busy city center, so hopefully SOMEONE there would be available to talk with me appointment-free.
And that's exactly what happened. They were able to take me without an appointment. It was Friday morning when I officially got a bank account, and friday afternoon when I texted my account number to my supervisor, and friday night when I celebrated the fact that I was getting paid for the first time in one week. I quoted Iggy Azalea when I texted my supervisor, "I got a bank account! Praise Jesus, Hallelujah!"
So now every time I use my debit card it will charge me 1c below 15 euros and 10c for anything above that. And it will cost 25c per atm transaction. And there is a 12 euro quarterly fee (or something like that, I can't recall at the moment). But you know what, all banks here charge like that unless you have a certain amount of money in your account.
This experience has taught me that here in Ireland, they are not as desperate for your money as the banks in the US are. It will be somewhat of a hassle to open a bank account and you MUST make an appointment before you go. Do not waltz into the Bank of Ireland on Baggot Street, or the security lady will tell you that you can open an account with her. She is a suspicious lady.
Thanks for reading! I hope this story was entertaining. If you want to hear more (how could there possibly be more?) about getting a bank account in Ireland, or you need help with it for some reason, do not hesitate to contact me!
Here is a picture of the view from outside my Starbucks! xx Ka
Monday, January 26, 2015
New Beginnings
Hello!
I have a few friends that initially asked me to blog about my experience. Now that I have become a little more settled, I decided I would share how my trip to Ireland has gone, is going, and my plans for the future!
First off, I'd like to say THANKS YOU FOR READING :) It means a lot that you find my life interesting enough to read this blog. I hope to keep you well entertained with my stories and what not. Yawoo!
So where to begin...
I have been keeping a journal since I've gotten here (thank you Reid!). It is almost full. I wrote diligently from November 23rd, the day I hopped on the plane, until near December 17th (the day I moved into my apartment!). I took a hiatus from writing for a while, and then dribbled a few entries here and there afterwards. Recently I have picked it back up again. I have a really amasing story about this actually, but I will save that for later...Seriously though, it's insane.
One day soon I will write a post about the VERY beginning of my trip, what entailed, interesting people whom I came into contact with, and all that sort. But for now I will keep this entry rather short, so as to not scare off the 2 people who will probably lay eyes on this ;) (thank you for being one of the 2!)
SO this entry will answer the burning question I know is lighting the back of your mind: WHY did Erika go to Ireland? Why Ireland? Why now? Why? Just why?
Here is the answer: there are many reasons.
1. Depending on our level of friendship, you might be aware that I did not feel comfortable living where I did before I left. After flying the coop and leaving my parent's nest, it felt extremely wrong to be there again. To be honest, it gave me anxiety. I'm starting to become more aware that I do indeed have anxiety. About many things. But anywho...
2. I also left because it is exciting to think about living in another country. You know... foreign men, beautiful scenery, attractive architecture, foreign men, experiencing a new culture, meeting people from around the world, ease of access to the rest of Europe, foreign men...and all that. But seriously, American guys you have LET ME DOWN.
3. I left because I was becoming someone that I didn't recognize. And to be honest, I still don't feel like myself. Some of you may know that I struggled with depression a few years back, and some of you may also know that I really don't like taking medicine. Here's a confession: I'm still depressed. And if I'm being honest, I think I'm bipolar. If you haven't ever suffered from depression, it can be hard to understand the depth of its relevancy in someone's life. There is no easy fix. I cannot just alter my mind with a *snap* and be ok. It's going to take a lot of work. But I want to heal myself, the natural way. So hopefully I am able to conquer this battle with my time in Ireland.
4. Why Ireland?? The answer I tell people is because "Ireland is so beautiful and I really love the country and want to learn more about the culture and experience life here." Which is very true. But the most honest answer is because it's the only country where I could get a work visa. I looked into the UK, but if you're American you cannot get a work visa there (unless you have a special skill and are sponsored by a company). Nobody wants to cooperate with the US. We're kind of assholes. But Ireland and the US have a business relationship so I was able to apply for a Working Holiday Authorization within 12 months of my graduation from college. If this interests you, go to https://www.dfa.ie/travel/visas/
WELL! There you have it! This wasn't necessarily as short as I wanted it to be, but I'm a talker and a writer so I will apologize now for my future lengthy blog entries. Because they will most likely be lengthy, SORRIES XD
Here's a picture of the canal 2 minutes walk from my apartment! xx Ka
I have a few friends that initially asked me to blog about my experience. Now that I have become a little more settled, I decided I would share how my trip to Ireland has gone, is going, and my plans for the future!
First off, I'd like to say THANKS YOU FOR READING :) It means a lot that you find my life interesting enough to read this blog. I hope to keep you well entertained with my stories and what not. Yawoo!
So where to begin...
I have been keeping a journal since I've gotten here (thank you Reid!). It is almost full. I wrote diligently from November 23rd, the day I hopped on the plane, until near December 17th (the day I moved into my apartment!). I took a hiatus from writing for a while, and then dribbled a few entries here and there afterwards. Recently I have picked it back up again. I have a really amasing story about this actually, but I will save that for later...Seriously though, it's insane.
One day soon I will write a post about the VERY beginning of my trip, what entailed, interesting people whom I came into contact with, and all that sort. But for now I will keep this entry rather short, so as to not scare off the 2 people who will probably lay eyes on this ;) (thank you for being one of the 2!)
SO this entry will answer the burning question I know is lighting the back of your mind: WHY did Erika go to Ireland? Why Ireland? Why now? Why? Just why?
Here is the answer: there are many reasons.
1. Depending on our level of friendship, you might be aware that I did not feel comfortable living where I did before I left. After flying the coop and leaving my parent's nest, it felt extremely wrong to be there again. To be honest, it gave me anxiety. I'm starting to become more aware that I do indeed have anxiety. About many things. But anywho...
2. I also left because it is exciting to think about living in another country. You know... foreign men, beautiful scenery, attractive architecture, foreign men, experiencing a new culture, meeting people from around the world, ease of access to the rest of Europe, foreign men...and all that. But seriously, American guys you have LET ME DOWN.
3. I left because I was becoming someone that I didn't recognize. And to be honest, I still don't feel like myself. Some of you may know that I struggled with depression a few years back, and some of you may also know that I really don't like taking medicine. Here's a confession: I'm still depressed. And if I'm being honest, I think I'm bipolar. If you haven't ever suffered from depression, it can be hard to understand the depth of its relevancy in someone's life. There is no easy fix. I cannot just alter my mind with a *snap* and be ok. It's going to take a lot of work. But I want to heal myself, the natural way. So hopefully I am able to conquer this battle with my time in Ireland.
4. Why Ireland?? The answer I tell people is because "Ireland is so beautiful and I really love the country and want to learn more about the culture and experience life here." Which is very true. But the most honest answer is because it's the only country where I could get a work visa. I looked into the UK, but if you're American you cannot get a work visa there (unless you have a special skill and are sponsored by a company). Nobody wants to cooperate with the US. We're kind of assholes. But Ireland and the US have a business relationship so I was able to apply for a Working Holiday Authorization within 12 months of my graduation from college. If this interests you, go to https://www.dfa.ie/travel/visas/
WELL! There you have it! This wasn't necessarily as short as I wanted it to be, but I'm a talker and a writer so I will apologize now for my future lengthy blog entries. Because they will most likely be lengthy, SORRIES XD
Here's a picture of the canal 2 minutes walk from my apartment! xx Ka
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