Wednesday, November 29

Culture Shock, finally!

Each day of our orientation in Chicago culture shock was mentioned at least 10 times. While I have experienced minor bits, like our first visit to the chippy and learning that what looks like a dime is 5p and what looks like a nickel is 20p, the effects of culture shock have been minimal on my experience here in Belfast. Yesterday, during our team meeting, Joyce labeled my experiences early this week as culture shock. I would have never come up with that on my own, but as I recall struggling to keep my jaw from dropping, I guess it is the nasty effects, or welcomed effects of culture shock! Finally!

We were discussing the Castle High School kids and their behavior Monday at the Photography club, which Rosemary joined us for. I have now been working in Castle for about 3 months and have yet to see such awful behavior. The kids are the same kids I have been working with, only they seemed like completely different people. The complete lack of respect and amount of talking back was absolutely astounding. I don't even know what a teacher in the States would do in said situation. The 4 kids were mucking around the art room, waiting for the St. Patricks students to arrive. One was chewing gum, which is against school rules. Brian (the teacher) asked him to spit it and the kid flat out said No. Brian told him it was against school rules to which the kid replied 'good thing it is after school.' Brian then explained to all of them that photography club was still considered school time, that all the rules still applied.

The kid walked over to the bin, but left the gum in his mouth. He returned to his seat to continue playing with it. Now, I know we have all defied our teachers at some point, but we would at least try to hide it, ya know, only chewing when he turned around... not blatantly playing with it again right in front of him. Brian told him to spit it out and to just head home if he couldn't follow the rules and clearly didn't want to be him. The kid just said 'No.' Thus the moment my jaw almost hit the floor. The fact that he thought he had the option to refuse to go home, amazing. He ended up spitting out the gum, and staying. I was unsure about Brian backing off, allowing him to say no, that he wouldn't go home. But, I don't want to question how he does his job. He knows the kids way better than I do.

Next came one of the girls, mucking about, being generally disruptive, and having gum as well. Brian asked her if she really even wanted to be in the club, and told her that just like during class he could send her to detention for misbehaving. She said she didn't know if she wanted to be in the club and when Brian told her to spit out her gum, she said she liked chewing gum. Brian then gave her the option of chewing gum at home or staying for club. She chose to leave. Her cheeky behavior and talking back was nothing I would expect from her. She is in the play and I often have conversations with her. I was flabbergasted!

During conversation, I learned that this is very typical of Castle High students, that I guess I just happen to see them in good activities. I knew the school was rough, every time I mention I work there people in the community comment on how it is a nightmare, and how awful it is. I often see glimpses of it near the end of drama practice when they are ready to go home, and congratulate the teachers on their patience and hard work, staying after school to continue to work with disrespectful students, but I was baffled on Monday.

Our conversation led into general teenage culture, including teen pregnancy. I assumed that it was accidental, lack of education and means of protection, and unwanted. Boy was I wrong. Apparently, having a baby at age 13-16 gives a girl status. It gives her something that is her own, and is often seen as a possession. Also, it opens a world of opportunity, in the sense of community services and housing independent from her guardians. I think it was at this point that Joyce deemed me a victim of culture shock. The look on my face must have been pretty telling. Maura described the Nireland teenage culture to be trailer park trash, as she has spent some time in the US and understands the connotation. I laughed, but was saddened to realize that this is very true. What does this mean for me, for the partnership, and organizations like it? It means that the trend is hard to break, more work is needed to break the cycle and the social response to it. An alternative means of status is needed, self-esteem, and other things to take ownership in, not a baby's life.

Saturday, November 25

Born and Bred

Just a wee tid bit of LOVE:
Hansbrough finished with 27 points and 9 rebounds in just 29 minutes.
Ah Carolina Basketball, I miss thee....

Thursday, November 23

Live Issues....

I have never been a HUGE fan of politics. While I have my opinion on US politics, I've never been one to really research much and often times can be guilty of having an opinion yet not knowing the facts to back it up politically. Hopefully, I generally have the wisdom to say that I don't know enough to have a full out debate. But here, I feel like politics are inescapable.

The past few days have been busy with conferences and rain. Yesterday I went to a meeting at Belfast Exposed, a community organization that works to engage the community in photography projects and training. It began when the community in a Nationalist area of West Belfast became annoyed with the media capturing their lives in the midst of the troubles, while they themselves having no means of documenting their lives. Belfast Exposed was formed and has continued to grow since then. I went to this conference to build some connections in hopes of some guidance with the Castle High School and St. Patricks Academy photography club that I theoretically work with, although we have only met once.

The most interesting part of the meeting came with the presentation by the Belfast Arts Council on a new set of grants that are available to community groups. The Re-imaging programme is to be awarded to communities who wish to change the face of their community using art. The project must make the community more inclusive and inviting, and seeks to remove all paramiliary influence in the country. One man who had made it known that he was from the Shankill, voiced his opinion that the programmes whole goal was to remove all the murals and the cultural identity. The tension and arguments went back and forth and it was interesting to watch. I think that the man representing the Arts Council made it very clear that the goal was not to harm cultural identity but to remove offensive paramilitary murals. While Mom and Anne were here, Doug took us on a car tour, where we saw a mural on the Shankill that had recently been repainted, covering paramilitary propaganda with an Andrew Jackson mural oddly enough. I think this programme is a great idea and will be a positive thing for Nireland.

One of the former projects that Belfast exposed has worked with and shared with us, which I thought was super amazing, was a project called BriX. A group of youth wanted to do an exhibition on youth in Belfast, capturing the variety from the posh to Goth. Instead of trying to capture all of these faces of youth themselves, they created a scheme to have youth send in their own pictures using cameras on mobile phones. They passed out advertisements, with a phone number to text pictures too. The texts automatically were posted to a website where all youth could then go view them, forming the online exhibition. While the pictures are not all that stellar, the idea is very cool in my opinion. Feel free to check out the pictures (www.brix.org.uk)

Today, I spent my Thanksgiving Day at the annual Community Relations Council conference, called Living Issues. Overall, the day was very entertaining. The main speaker was Mari Fitzduff. She has traveled the world working with peace processes in tons of countries. She even mentioned Joseph Kony by name, although she said he was from the DRC not Uganda. But it was still pretty exciting. She talked about moving forward in Nireland, how we need to have construction, not reconstruction, which implies recreating what there was before, which is not what we want.

She talked about changing attitudes by changing behavior, which I thought was particularly interesting and applicable to the Partnership who seeks to get children from both sides together for events. By allowing them and encouraging them to play together and be in community, we can in turn change their attitude towards the other. Mari talked about justice and peace and how often these goals come into conflict. She gave the example of Rwanda, and you know how I feel about Africa. In Rwanda, the prime minister may be charged with causing a plane crash, however, if he is charged, the peace established within Rwanda is in danger of falling apart. There is a hard decision to be made, whether to seek justice or ensure peace.

Another big point that she made which I liked a lot about forming a shared future was about forgiving and forgetting, and how we are better to remember and change. She explained that we can't make ourselves forgive and often cause guilt when we can't forgive and that forgetting can mean letting go of those lost during the troubles. Instead she explained that the people should remember and change, so that no one else would feel as they have and suffer as they have. She used the term ghettoization, which just made me laugh, and oddly enough mistakenly said US for UN, only to quickly correct herself. I watched eye brows around me shoot up. And I was particularly aware of her mistake. She is Irish, and has been living in Boston for a period of time which I am unsure about. Regardless, it was interesting.

For my workshop, I went to the youth crime and anti-social behavior workshop. It was interesting to hear all about resorative justice, which a main practice of the Partnership. Restorative justice, or practice as we like to call it, is a process where all the people involved in a particular offense come together to resolve a situation collectively and how to deal with the aftermath of an offense and its implications for the future. In this workshop I learned about the youth conference service, which Northern Ireland has put into place. Northern Ireland claims to be leading the world in youth restorative justice, integrating this program making a big step. The courts will order youth to participate in a conference, rather then just sending them to prison or giving them community service. The conference is a time for the offender to say sorry and make amends with the victim. It is a chance for them to really see the effects of their offense, and for together, the offender and victim to make steps to keep this person from offending again. An example given was the case of a youth who stole to support his drug habit. He faced the shop owner and the plan consisted of paying for the items he stole as well as drug treatment. I thought the idea was really cool, as I have always been a big fan of the dollar a day punishment so that the offender had to think about what he did every day (if you don't know what I am talking about, ask!) If you want more information, here is the website http://www.youthconferenceserviceni.gov.uk/

I know this is long.... bear with me, this is where it gets even better. The final session consisted of a panel addressing the question "what does a shared future look like?" The panel included a representative of both Sinn Fein and the DUP. The Sinn Fein representative was an IRA bomber in the past and spent 13 years in prison for the Brighton Bombing of 1984. Rosemary told me this, hush hushed and told me that most people would not know for what she was imprisoned. In her first speech, this politician blatantly attached the Community Relations Committee (CRC) who had asked her to speak. She claimed that the CRC excludes the Republicans, forgetting the origins of the conflict, and said that the British need to claim there involvement in the origins. She claimed that the CRC was the chief cheerleader for Britain and never questioned the role of the British in the conflict. By British she meant England, not the Protestant community. Although I know this explanation is kinda frazzled and you might not understand I am trying to go by memory and my chicken scratch notes. Regardless, she set a very bitter tone towards the CRC and made no attempt to talk about a shared future. The DUP speaker came next, with similarly a tunnel vision approach, talking about how Protestants have been forced out of North Belfast, thus resolving the interface problem, in a negative way. He made slight comments towards a shared future, claiming that segregated education is not sustainable. I will still left with a feel that no one had addressed what they were asked.

We then had table discussion, in search of a question for the panel. My table consisted of solely loyalists, who were unhappy with the address given by the Sinn Fein rep. They failed to see the tunnel vision of the DUP representative as well. It was interesting to hear their comments. They began to discuss why she had been in prison, where Rosemary immediately leaned over to me and discreetly said, "don't let on..." I knew immediately that these people would not tolerate her if they knew she had been an IRA bomber. What followed was back and forth attack and defense of each side, from politician to politician. I was very surprised, as I assumed the speakers would have been better at tolerance and come to seek the purpose of discussing a shared future, not detailing eachother negative involvement in education on the Shankill and Jerry Adams spending on Education. I was shocked that the Sinn Fein Rep would agree to come speak at a CRC conference, only to attack them. She is also the current Director of Unionist Engagement for Sinn Fein, meaning her job is to interact with members of the other side, yet she couldn't come to this exploration of shared future and not be vengeful. hmm.

Overall, the whole day was very interesting. My comment was that neither answered the question, even after the question was re-addressed. The attack/defense method of the politicians made it just so obvious how much further these parties have to come. Progress has however been made, as I was assured that 10 years ago people would not have even been able to sit through the afternoon. As well, the CRC is trying to focus on the more diverse society, not just the two sides. By Bringing in the controversial political representatives, they made people question the idea of two sides.

Tomorrow is the deadline for having two elected officials or England and Ireland take control indefinitely, if the deadline stands. Tomorrow will be interesting. The future for Northern Ireland is bright. But it is slow work in getting there.

While there are random other things to share, I will save them and spare you more reading. I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving! I had Grilled cheese. I will make up for it this weekend though.

Sunday, November 19

I'm Somewhere North of Here...


Ah, Sunday. The perfect day for a nap. Especially after a week of no naps and lots of seeing Belfast and Nireland. Plus, it was rainy here and offically dark at 4:15. Awesome! Mom and Anne left this morning. Sad to see them go, but nice to be back to normal. I realize more and more how big of a routine person I am. Good thing it works out pretty well here to have one. Having Mom and Anne here to see what life is like was good. Now they will know the faces that go with the stories I tell.

On Friday we went to the North Coast, something I have been wanting to do since I got here. We ended up doing a silly tour, where the driver talks the wholllllllle day. At times annoying, but overall, very good. The Coast is amazing. The Glens of Antrim, all uh dozen or so of them, were lovely. The green and snow capped mountains, where georgous in the distance. We saw the Dunluce Castle and the site of the Carrick-a-rede rope bridge that will re-open in the spring. I can't wait to walk across the bridge, swinging in the wind off the Irish sea. The Giants Causeway was the highlight of the day, as the pictures above suggest. I have decided that no one should come to Nireland and not see it. It was formed by volcanic activity, where the lava settled on the surface and dried and cracked, forming hexagonal rocks. Stacks and Stacks of them. It is hard to really capture in words or picture. There is also a legend that goes along with it about Fin MacCool, a giant who lived there and was fighting with a Giant on Scotland's coast just across the water. He used the stones as stepping stones to cross to fight the Scottish Giant. Thus the name, Giant's Causeway. Amazing.

This morning was our Youth Service at Fortwilliam and Macrory. I was stressed about it, naturally, but it went very well. The kids read well and it was great to have them so involved in the service! Ice did the Chidlren Sermon, which next service will be one of my youth. We used the verse 1 Timothy 4:12, about not letting people look down on you for your youth, but being an example in your way of life, faith, spirit, etc. I think the message was portrayed well. We have another service in the spring. My goal next time is to have it last longer than 40 min! They said they are always short though. But I still felt bad. Overall, though, it was good. And we sang Shine, Jesus, Shine haha. Oh Presbytery retreats!

This week is Thanksgiving week. CRAZY! It was just Halloween! We will be having Thanksgiving dinner with Doug and his family on Saturday, and the point will be having one next Sunday! It will be many of the kids first Thanksgiving meals, which should be funny. Jonny is in charge of the night, so I am excited to see what it holds!

As always, there are lots more pictures on the link. Happy Turkey day! Think of me as the Tryptophan sets in on Thursday!

Tuesday, November 14

Lovely houseguests - titled by Anne


Mom and Anne got in early Saturday morning and were exhausted. We didn't do much, they took a nap, and we went on a car tour with Doug so that mom and Anne could see the Protestant and Catholic areas and division within Belfast. It was great for Doug to be able to tell them the history, since he knows way more than I do. That night I went to youth club and mom and Anne went to sleep at 8:30. Sunday they went to church with me, and my youth were sooo funny looking at Anne. I had told them we dont look that much alike, but they thought I was crazy.

After church we hiked up to cave hill. Funny enough Anne and I both had on our blue North Face coats, green gloves, blue hats, and our gray trainers. The hike up was good and the view was, as always, wonderful. Mom and Anne loved it. It was great to get to take them there. And according to the picture, I jump higher than Anne! YESSSSSS. (Now you know which one is me and which is Anne haha) They went with me to the point Sunday night and got to see my youth practice for their youth service. Mom and Anne decided that one of my youth is Bobby Mooks twin, for all of you who know him. Pretty funny and so true.

Monday we planned to go to Dublin. Bright and early Monday morning, mom hadn't slept at all the night before, still struggling with kickin the jet-lag in the bum. And I wasn't really feeling too stellar. So we decided not to go. We went to city centre to see the sights, including my favorite places in the city, custom house square. We also shopped and had tea and raspberry muffins at Roast, my favorite coffee shop. We got fish and chips for dinner, mom's favorite. After dinner I got in my new bathrobe and slippers mom got me at Premark (the super cheap store...) and I got to catch up on some of the episodes of Greys anatomy that mom brought over! So nice.

Today I went to Newington and mom and Anne came for my last hour there. It was fun for them to get to see what I do and fun for the memebers to see them. Some of the reactions were priceless. Then we went to lunch at the usual bistro with Joyce and Rosemary from the office and then to the office to finish some youth sunday stuff.

It is only Tuesday and they are here until Sunday morning so there is much more to do! There are day trips ahead, so get ready for more pictures. Anne is sitting trying to telling me what to write, so I am sure she will have much to share with you when she gets home. She also loves to attempt the accent, failing miserably yet successfully speaking with an insanely high, fake British accent. Again, if you ask her, she might do it for you. haha.

Friday, November 10

A deadline of politics

So Mom and Anne's flight to Newark was cancelled on Wednesday due to weather, and thus they did not arrive in Belfast the next morning. They are coming in tomorrow morning, bright and early and because of the flight change will be staying for a whole week! I am very excited, although the initial disappointment of them not coming when originally planned was not fun. Apparently they have had a hard time working it all out and getting here at all, so I am very glad that it has worked out. Plus, its given me a few days to clean so that mom doesn't think I'm a complete slob.

Today was kinda a big day for Northern Ireland and the future of the government here. I will let you read an article that surprisingly I saw on yahoo as I checked my email. In my last PC(USA) newsletter, and blog titled PC(USA) newsletter, I asked when the need was great enough to warrant global attention. While the direct need of the people here is not addressed, the future of the people here is. A step, I suppose. The link to the article is http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20061110/ap_on_re_eu/northern_ireland
I hope it will work for you. If not, let me know!

Now, that you have taken time to read the article, like good little blog readers that you are, here is my opinion on it. The crucial paragraph of this article reads: But Democratic Unionist leader Ian Paisley isn't willing to give Sinn Fein wiggle room on the issue. He insists the Democratic Unionists will not take the first, symbolically potent step to form a coalition with their enemies unless Sinn Fein pledges support for the police at the same time.

Here in lies the problem. No one is willing to make the first step. Both see the need for change, the need for compromise, and have the desire to form a government to rule themselves. But neither will yield first. I think we all have made compromises in our days, and we all know that someone must be the first to give in, to make a step towards working things out. So, how, these two parties (the DUP and Sinn Fein) think they can reach the agreement deadline of 24 November without one making the admirable first step to compromise, is beyond me. I am very hopeful that they will, in fact, reach some conclusion and make the appropriate elections by the 24th, but there is a sense of doubt lingering within me.

I know I have not been here long, and I know that I definitely still do not know enough about the politics here to really have an outspoken opinion. But, I think to have some local people, both Catholic and Protestant, in control over the government here would be a positive thing. I also think however, that much like the children in Youth Club who have learned what they can get away with without punishment, the political parties have learned that deadlines are not firm, and they continue to test these. Much like I support a new set of discipline for the kids, where they learn that they can no longer get away with things, I think the political parties need to learn that the British and Irish governments are both calling for change in the way Northern Ireland is run and they mean business. And maybe, just maybe, they will miss the deadline, and learn that compromises must be made if reconciliation is going to happen and be supported here in Northern Ireland, not just by its governing body across the Irish sea.

So, Sinn Fein, support the Police and encourage your Constituents to join the PSNI. DUP, make it clear that you really are ready to share power. And do something positive for your country.

Wednesday, November 8

Castles, Sheep, Lakes, Fires, Love

I just got home from our first retreat, where we go away from a few days with Doug to get outta the city and retreat from work. Generally when there are the usual 7 YAVs here in Belfast it is a time for them all to spend a few days together. Even though we do live together, it was nice to be away together for a few days. We went to the Crom Estate in County Fermanagh. The Crom Estate is a National Trust property, and is an old estate. There is a castle, the remains of the original castle, stables, and guest cottages where the servants would have lived. We stayed in one of the wee cottages and it was precious! The property is on the Erne lake and the Earl of Erne still lives in the Castle! A real Earl and Castle! All my silly high society London books are coming true. We wanted to go knock on the door and try to get invited in for tea. Hey, he could have a son and I would die to live in that castle! haha.

We stopped in County Tyrone on the way, at a Cairn and a very old graveyard. We saw a pre-Christian grave at the Cairn with a great hike leading up to it. All the oak trees have been removed, so planned forests have been built in many places around Northern Ireland. The rows of trees were really cool to see. The best part of the forests was the ground. Now, you have heard me rant about the greenness of this country. But this, the greenness of the Forest floor was amazing and is worth yet another mention. Mostly woods in the states are floored with dirty, pine straw, and rocks. The whole forest floor was green with grass and moss at all places here in County Tyrone and Fermanagh. It was amazing. Dark, kinda creepy, but green. I don't know how the chlorophyll works in the deep shade of the fir trees, but it was amazing. In the grave yard out in the middle of now where, there were headstones dating back to 1734! Before America even existed! How cool is that.

We saw amazing sites, from pure green countryside to ruins of castles and the many lakes of Fermanagh.We even crossed into the Republic twice, so I can now officially say that I have been to Ireland! It was very interesting to see the border towns, and to hear about to politics of each. The police in most of the towns have moved out, commuting into the towns for work. The PSNI (police service of Northern Ireland) is still pretty unpopular around the edges. I saw tons of sheep, sat by the fire, checked up on elections in the States, and even ate a few smores. They don't have graham crackers here, but you use digestive biscuits and they are just as good! We made a turf fire, burning sod like they would do in rural places where wood is expensive. Turf has a pretty distinct smell, think dirt smell, and burns for a very long time. It was cool to have a different kind of fire. My friend Gary has invited me to some kinda fire later in the year that is some sort of celebration. I still am unclear of exactly what he is talking about, but he mentions it frequently. When Doug asked us if we had heard of turf fires I said I thought I might have been invited to one, thinking of Gary's invitation. He laughed and then when he told us what a turf fire was, we all laughed. I had kind of a blonde retreat, not too common of me, so very entertaining!

Overall it was a wonderful three days! Mom and Anne fly in early tomorrow morning! So there is still much excitement to come this week (and another trip out of Belfast-I promise I do actually spend time in the city....) As always, there are more pictures on the my pictures link.

Lastly, one of the best things that we saw were Yew Trees. The two Yew trees on the Estate property are the oldest in all of Ireland. They were the perfect climbing tree! We had a good time climbing and sitting in their branches, even Doug! I will have one of these trees in my yard when I am old.


Sunday, November 5

Derry town...

After reading my blog the past few weeks you are probably wondering if I actually work or just travel and I have taken many day trips recently. It has been great to see the country and to learn about the culture and troubles from a different view than just Belfast.
On Friday Alison, Lauren and I went to Derry for the day. We had a great day and saw a lot of the city. My good friend Julie studied abroad in Derry last fall and it was crazy to walk around the city and think about her walking there too. The coat of arms for Derry is a Northern Irish flag with a castle and a skeleton. Pretty interesting.

As you come into the city, one of the first things you see is this statue. It is called the Hands Across the Divide, and is meant to represent the two sides of the troubles. It overlooks the Craigavon Bridge that crosses the River Foyle and joins Derry's mainly Catholic Cityside with the mainly Protestant Waterside. Pretty sweet.

I also entered free Derry, in a predominatly catholic neighborhood who naturally are calling for Derry to be free from British rule. The area surrounding this has lots of murals, from hunger strikers to bombings to a peace mural.


Derry is the only remaining completely walled city in Ireland. It was really cool to see the walls, to walk outside of them and then on top of them. There wasn't much inside the actual walls, but at a museum we saw the orignal plan of the city and how everything was within the walls. We also learned that some city in Pennsylvania was modeled after Derry, when William Penn came and took the plans back with him. Alison is from PN, so the museum man was very eager to tell us about it. Funny enough, he kept saying Pennsylvania was formed, rather than a single city. It was pretty funny. I also really liked the cobblestone streets, something Belfast is lacking. From the top of the walls, within one of the cobblestones was this celtic design that I thought was really cool.

This staircase is AMAZING and if I were rich, I would buy it and live there. It was in the Craft Village within the City walls. As I stood in awe, I have always been a huge fan of spiral staircases, Lauren said 'it would suck to move in.' haha.

At tea time, we decided we would check out a cute little cafe we spotted from the top of the wall. Funny enough, Alison suggested that we all walk seperate ways and meet there since it is called meet to eat. It was pretty funny, we waved to eachother and acted like we hadn't just been walking around together all day. Had anyone seen the whole thing they would have laughed and thought we were huge dorks, which, you might, but it was funny.

On a different note, I have decided to postpone my trip to Kenya and Tanzania until another year. Getting visas from Belfast isn't the easiest thing, and the total cost of the trip keeps creeping up and up with little costs. I would rather put the $1,300 towards seeing all Europe and Ireland. I feel like while I am here, I should take advantage of it and see Europe. I know I will get to Africa at some point. But, it is hard, as my heart still longs for that continent.

Wednesday, November 1

Hallowe'en is officially my favorite!


So, I have been tinkering with the idea for the past month or so that Halloween might in fact be my favorite Holiday. The fireworks all month long might have helped to boost the tally towards Halloween, but last night definitely confirmed it. Halloween, is my most favorite holiday. I don't think a year will pass that I won't wish to be back in Belfast on Halloween... Maybe when I am 80 and the love of fancy dress has passed, but until then...

This week is half-term at all the schools, so all the kids are out, running amuck! The kids on the street have rung our bell more times than I can even count. The week has been better than I anticipated. I was afraid of being bored, not having my schools projects to attend. It has been nice to have the roomies home more, and also Halloween was a good time consumer! Alison and I had a great time making our 'fancy dress' on Monday. Through Fortwilliam and Macrory, I have a membership to the Play Resource Centre here, that goes to get all kinds of scraps from all the industry in Belfast. All kinds of creative craft materials are available for free to members, from silver cardstock to yarn, fabric, etc. Alison and I both made our costumes for free, costing us only the time and energy to walk to Play Resource. How amazing. Most of the fancy dress here is store bought, so it was fun to have an original costume. Lauren was a black eyed pea, an idea from my mum. We had a great Halloween day, I worked at Newington in the morning, then hung out that afternoon getting ready for the evening. I must confess, I saw the clock every hour Monday night, as I couldn't sleep because I was excited about Halloween! Oh, I still have some little kid tendencies! Haha.

We got all dressed, gave out a tiny bit of chocolate to our two sets of trick-or-treaters, all kids from the street whom we know, then headed down to the city centre for the city sponsored events. We were the only people dressed up on the bus to city centre and the crowd kinda laughed as we got on, I am sure we looked pretty funny. As we stood waiting for the bus, we saw fireworks in three different places right above us, and many more in the distance. It was a constant pop of fireworks across the city all night. It was amazing! As I sit writing this, someone in North Belfast must have some left over, I can hear them, but sadly can't see them. The car park where the events took place was packed with people, many not dressed up. It was kinda sad to see so many people not celebrating, especially the kids. You better believe my kids will have amazing costumes until they go to university. haha. The best part about the event was the range of age there. There were adorable babies, high schoolers, families, and old people. I think that you can call your city-wide event a success when all parts of the community are involved and feel welcomed.

We saw crazy fire dancers and jugglers and tons of people on stilts. It was pretty sweet. There was a band playing on a stage, who honestly were not very good. Belfast should have gotten someone more well known or who played popular songs. It would have been more fun for all. The fireworks were amazing, lasting 25 minutes. I was freezing in just my leggings, but it was worth it. There was even a new kinda firework that I have never seen before. It make a huge sparkle in a circle shape, like looking at a chandelier with lots of little lights! They were amazing and needless to say, my favorite.

Alison and I then went on to the Limelight bar to meet up with a friend of hers from her community project. We waited in the que for a long time and had the pleasure of fireworks to entertain us. The costumes at the Limelight were so entertaining, though still most were store bought. We found a Where's Waldo, who here is Where's Willy. And I met a group of superhero's who were all friends from University. We had a good time hanging out with them, dancing, and watching Neil swordfight with his light-saver (he was a Jedi) any time he was challenged or could challenge anyone with a sword (or sword like object). It was good craic and I wish every night could be like Halloween! I hope yours was just as festive, although I know you're jealous that you didn't seem millions of fireworks!

There are more pictures on Webshots, and yes, I am wearing pants outside of my trousers!
xoxo