Northern Ireland
I miss Northern Ireland. I miss the sights and sounds, I miss the wall murals, I miss walking to school (in the bitter cold!) to be a classroom assistant. I remember being shocked and appalled by politics. I miss walking around Belfast, which, to this day might actually be my favorite city. (Not as big and scary as London, but still, there was a lot to do.) I miss L/Derry, too... walking up the main drag in all that wind. I miss how friendly everyone was. I keep getting these weird, vivid memories when I'm completely caught off guard; thinking about class makes me think of walking to class every day. Seeing a taxi or bus makes me think of how often we spent time in taxis or buses.
It's definitely hard to believe that one of my major goals in life has already been accomplished. I've always wanted to study abroad somewhere, and now that that's done... it's just kind of weird.
Also? Congratulations, Zandras_Court! :)
On a very different note, Goooo Reds!
It's definitely hard to believe that one of my major goals in life has already been accomplished. I've always wanted to study abroad somewhere, and now that that's done... it's just kind of weird.
Also? Congratulations, Zandras_Court! :)
On a very different note, Goooo Reds!