your moms a shamrock....
Hello again from the Emerald Isle! The past weekend has been a pretty dang exciting one, with Red Nose Day, St. Paddy's Day, snow, and a fun unexpected house guest. I spend Red Nose Day (Friday) working on counting and organizing the money we raised with the Point. There was a ton of change to be sorted and counted. Today, I finished it up and we have a grand total of 346.55 from our dance marathon and spare change collection. The church took up a Red Nose Day offering and I will be given that total next Sunday and the Fortwilliam shops will also be donating to our cause. Pretty stinkin awesome. I will get the final total we have raised eventually.
Everyone told me leading up to St. Patrick's Day that the celebration was bigger in the states and not to expect too much. My response was simply- oh we will make it BIG over here! And we did. In the morning I went to meet up with Krisie with Lauren and her mom for the parade. Wearing green is really hard when its freezing and none of your outerwear is green and you sent all but one set of scarves and gloves and hats home. So, I wore green knickers to make up for my lack of really visible green, a green shirt and a new green belt from Primark. We watched the parade, which was good. Alison was in it with her kids from Mornington Community Project. haha. It was really funny to see her in it. But really good because being American I felt decently like a tourist as I heard other American voices around and so having a big connection to the parade was nice. Most of the people in the parade were dressed with some kinda of snake thing since St. Patrick is known for driving all the snakes out of Ireland (one of my favorite things about this place- snake free!) Here are some pictures so you get a feel : )
My flag with a shamrock on it!
A snake man
We couldn't really tell if that was St. Paddy or Jesus. haha
A kinda scary St. Patrick....
An Irish band playing bagpipes.
After the parade, Krisie and I headed to what else, get a celebratory drink at Kelly's Cellars. It was packed out mad, and it was 1.15. People were covered in crazy tri-colour wigs, as seen below
Me and Mighty, the mascot at Kelly's Cellars
and all kinds of crazy costume Irish things. It was great. We had a round and somewhere in the middle of enjoying our cider and the turf fire, decided it would be a good idea to do a pub crawl and see how many different pubs we could have a St. Paddy's drink in. GRAND. We moved from Kelly's to Maddens where we met Miriam, a California girl who has been traveling the world since 4 December. We chatted, enjoyed our second pint, loved on some FREE Irish stew, and were joined by Lauren and her mom, Alison and her two friends Kate and Annie. Annie became the only non-American on our pub crawl, she is German. We then headed to the cathedral Quarter for another row of bars, The John Hewitt where they finally had shamrocks in their Guinness
It might not be green beer, but it works for me! We then hit the Duke of York, The Spaniard, and The Northern Whig. After retrieving Miriam's luggage and decided she would not continue her travels but stay in Belfast with us, we had a dinner break back here at Thorndale, then met back at Kelly's to keep going. We went to White's Tavern where we randomly found one of Alison's co-workers and friends. So we ended up there for the night. It was a brilliant day, great craic, and tied with Key West for my best St. Patrick's Day!
Decked out, even the socks!
A pub Crawl Stop!
Now. For those of you who think I am a complete heathen and as a YAV should be learning more than just the best pubs in Belfast on St. Patrick's Day, let me share with you this. On Sunday, I gave a children's address about St. Patrick's and after living here I can proudly and confidently say I know more about St. Patrick than I ever would have or ever cared to. And while St. Patrick's Day might mean an obscene amount of drinking for the Irish, it also is religious too. The oh so famous shamrock is a symbol for the trinity originating from St. Patrick. When he returned to Ireland to convert them to Christianity and the people couldn't understand the whole concept of father, spirit, son 3 in 1, he looked down, found a shamrock and used it to show what he meant (the three leaves but all in one leaf). Pretty sweet huh. Betcha didn't know that's why the shamrock is so cool. And forget four leaf clovers... they aren't the real deal. Its all about the trinity. (The Americans are the ones who created the whole 4 leaf clover luck thing... silly us...) So there ya go.
Sunday we had the wildest weather I have ever seen in my life, even topping the shenanigan Boone can hit ya with. We had snow! ( FINALLY) and sun, in about 30 minute intervals. The bluest skies I have ever seen in Belfast then swirling insane snow you could barely see through. And this cycle went on ALLLL day. The sun naturally melted all the snow, but not enough that I still got pelted with three wee snowballs on my run from the car to my front door by Daniel and Christopher. Crazy boys. But all in good fun. Miriam and I ate cheesecake (which was more like fudge with a cookie crust) and hung out all day. It was great. Having a random house guest was good fun. I got to hear about her travels all over South East Asia, India, and Europe and ask some advice for the Hunters Do Europe trip in August. (If you haven't heard Anne and Mackie -my sisters...if you don't know that you shouldn't be reading this...- and I will be traveling from Amsterdam down to Rome for a fortnight in August...the big time!) Very good!
Overall life is good. This time next week I will be hot and loving life in Egypt with my childhood, high school, and current friend Bryce! OH how I can't wait! So prayers for safe travel to come!
over and out. lib