The lovely Kylemore Abbey |
This was when it started raining/hailing on us at the Victorian Gardens... Clearly they are less than amused. |
The abbey itself was beautiful. There were only about five rooms in the mansion open to the public because some nuns still live there (if you want the full historical story of the abbey, you can message me or e-mail me. Or wikipedia is a thing...). The sun came out for about five minutes, enough for us to snap a few pictures in sunlight but it mostly rained all day. And especially when we got out to the Victorian Gardens. It was a lovely, windy, wet experience but they were beautiful nonetheless.
The next week was pretty uneventful. Just classes and such, and terrible weather. It was hard to get out of bed in the morning when all I could hear was the wind whipping rain against my window. I've never been in a hurricane before, but I'd imagine it would sounds similar to what I had to wake up to each morning last week. It ended up clearing up a bit for the weekend, which was nice!
Silent Disco! It was so fun :) |
On Friday I had my second session for my seminar class on James Joyce, and it's turning out to be so great! It is really discussion-based, which is an odd comfort from home (good ole Concordia classes). We were discussing one of Joyce's short stories and the way the professor facilitated and pushed us was a new experience for me. She initially had us share what we picked for our small writing assignment and when I went she said, "I've never heard that argument before. It's very interesting, but I'm not sure that I agree with you." She then proceeded to encourage the whole class to turn against me and pick out the flaws in my argument. Not in any sort of malicious way, but she was trying to emphasize that a complicated argument is usually a more successful one; the more you have to defend yourself, you can either see how deep your argument actually goes or you'll see where your major holes are.
It also surprised me that this professor was not at all hesitant to tell a student they're answer is wrong. I feel like a lot of schooling today is based on "everyone has their own interpretation" and "Well that's not exactly the answer I was looking for but you're on the right track" and all that kind of pandering and hand-holding language. Not in Ireland. She asked us a question about the significance of a random detail in the opening of the story and when one student responded that it set a mood of such-and-such she said "Blehck! No, that's a terrible answer. That's just a cop-out so I won't accept it" and she asked for more responses. Though a bit abrasive at first, I really like the classroom atmosphere her attitude sets. I really don't take it as an air of superiority or ultra strictness, she's is merely challenging us to be better students, deeper thinkers, and more challenged intellectuals. It was refreshing :)
The mountains here are so gorgeous. I wish we had some in Minnesota! |
On Saturday, there was sunshine!!! It was a wonderful thing to wake up to sun streaming through my window. I'm always amazed at how a little bit of warm light can improve my mood. I walked into town with Laura and Marie where we got coffees and spent a good chunk of time in the library, right next to the big windows so I could see the sun and the trees and water around campus illuminated by the rays. It was lovely. Looking back, I kind of regret being in the library all day when sunshine is so rare here, but it was a much needed study day. And it was reminiscent of my Saturdays at Concordia, waking up at 9 am and doing homework until I'm too hungry to concentrate. Needless to say, it was a productive morning/afternoon. Later in the day, some of our Irish friends called us up and took us on a drive to a small park just west of where we live. It was a cute little city park with lots of trees and cool rocks, a football pitch and such. Coming from Minnesota where we have walking trials up the wazoo and national parks within a stone throw, it was quite a small park, but it's amazing how different the trees are here. It's still winter, so they had no leaves, but the bark is so smooth where it's not covered in the fuzzy green moss that seems to grow on everything in the wilderness. We had a great time walking around until it got too dark to see the path. Our little wilderness adventure was a perfect way to end the day.
Me and Kelsey seeking shelter from the rain at the Victorian Gardens. |
This morning, I submitted applications for research grants for the summer, had some tea, and watched some of the notorious commercials from the game last night (the game was aired on BBC but we didn't get any of the American commercials, sadly). It was a bright morning, fresh start to a new week, looking forward to a trip to Brussels this weekend with my roommate. It'll be a good week :)
Thanks for reading!
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