Ok, so here is proof I was involved in the freeze on Grafton St. Round about 32 secs you'll see my hair and my blue bag. I was "putting on lipstick" for 5 min. It's a quick shot, so you'll have to look for me.
Enjoy! I'll post more when I find it.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Mid-terms!
Haha! I survived! Last week was mid-terms and even with the weekend in Kerry I managed to survive them. Yay!
Now for my week off.....
I was going to go to Egypt but apparently Contiki didn't want my money so now I'm here in Dublin. Today at 4:30 I'm heading to Grafton St. to participate in Improv Everywhere's Freeze. They want to get between 200 and 1000 people to just stop mid- activity for 5 min on Grafton St. They had something similar in Grand Central in NYC.
Other than that, I really don't have many plans... maybe finally get to the National Museum at Collins Barricks or Modern Museum of Art, or a GAA match. We'll see what happens.
Now for my week off.....
I was going to go to Egypt but apparently Contiki didn't want my money so now I'm here in Dublin. Today at 4:30 I'm heading to Grafton St. to participate in Improv Everywhere's Freeze. They want to get between 200 and 1000 people to just stop mid- activity for 5 min on Grafton St. They had something similar in Grand Central in NYC.
Other than that, I really don't have many plans... maybe finally get to the National Museum at Collins Barricks or Modern Museum of Art, or a GAA match. We'll see what happens.
Weekend in Kerry with the boss....
Well it appears my posts are getting further and further apart (and less funny).
Last weekend I spend Thursday night, Friday and half of Saturday in Listowel in Kerry with my boss. Thursday I worked all day in the Dail and then we traveled to Limerick and then onto Brosna for a town meeting. From there I finally got to get away from him and get some sleep at the B&B I was booked into. The thing I remember most about the B&B..... the 5 inch tall glow in the dark Virgin Mary statue in the corner of my room. No joke! I turned of the light and said to myself, what the F...!
The next day was a fundraising dinner for the Feale Rangers GAA team. So the day was spent preparing for that. My boss was an hour late picking me up and then left me at the hotel for 3 hrs. I could've walked back to the B&B, but no, I was told to stay there. Oh well. It wouldn't have felt like such a waste if I had brought some homework with me but instead I just stole the wireless and drank tea for a few hours. The dinner itself was fantastic. It had great food and the entertainment was a guy who used to play for Riverdance. I hung out with Jen and Claire until about 3 am when Jen gave me a lift back to the B&B. Plenty of cute men, however all of the good ones were taken, but there was still plenty of dancing!
Saturday I worked in his office for the first half of the day and then met up with John Pearse to talk about the Lartigue railway. I spent 2.5 hrs listening to this man tell me how he doesn't want the project to go into debt and how young people don't volunteer anymore. Now, for those of you who know me I don't like meetings where things get repeated, repeated, repeated. I'm very much a, tell me what you want me to do and we'll get it done, person. So that had me on edge. Then I went to another meeting before heading to the train to come back to Dublin.
After seeing the town and where he wants me to stay for the extra month, I don't think I'll be staying. His office is in Finuge which is 5 km from Listowel (about the size of Hollidaysburg) and I would be staying above that. The only form of transport I would have would be himself or John. I feel like its a bad situation so I'm not going to work for him for a month. But at least I got out there and saw it before I was stuck there for a while. It's is a shame, its a good project (peppered with a few crazies as usual) and Listowel has good people, but I'll pass and save what little sanity I have left, thanks.
Oh, and I forgot my camera or you would see the creepy glow in the dark Mary.
And I also forgot... he spent the whole weekend calling me Kathy or Suzie, even after I corrected him! At least know who I am, sheesh.
Last weekend I spend Thursday night, Friday and half of Saturday in Listowel in Kerry with my boss. Thursday I worked all day in the Dail and then we traveled to Limerick and then onto Brosna for a town meeting. From there I finally got to get away from him and get some sleep at the B&B I was booked into. The thing I remember most about the B&B..... the 5 inch tall glow in the dark Virgin Mary statue in the corner of my room. No joke! I turned of the light and said to myself, what the F...!
The next day was a fundraising dinner for the Feale Rangers GAA team. So the day was spent preparing for that. My boss was an hour late picking me up and then left me at the hotel for 3 hrs. I could've walked back to the B&B, but no, I was told to stay there. Oh well. It wouldn't have felt like such a waste if I had brought some homework with me but instead I just stole the wireless and drank tea for a few hours. The dinner itself was fantastic. It had great food and the entertainment was a guy who used to play for Riverdance. I hung out with Jen and Claire until about 3 am when Jen gave me a lift back to the B&B. Plenty of cute men, however all of the good ones were taken, but there was still plenty of dancing!
Saturday I worked in his office for the first half of the day and then met up with John Pearse to talk about the Lartigue railway. I spent 2.5 hrs listening to this man tell me how he doesn't want the project to go into debt and how young people don't volunteer anymore. Now, for those of you who know me I don't like meetings where things get repeated, repeated, repeated. I'm very much a, tell me what you want me to do and we'll get it done, person. So that had me on edge. Then I went to another meeting before heading to the train to come back to Dublin.
After seeing the town and where he wants me to stay for the extra month, I don't think I'll be staying. His office is in Finuge which is 5 km from Listowel (about the size of Hollidaysburg) and I would be staying above that. The only form of transport I would have would be himself or John. I feel like its a bad situation so I'm not going to work for him for a month. But at least I got out there and saw it before I was stuck there for a while. It's is a shame, its a good project (peppered with a few crazies as usual) and Listowel has good people, but I'll pass and save what little sanity I have left, thanks.
Oh, and I forgot my camera or you would see the creepy glow in the dark Mary.
And I also forgot... he spent the whole weekend calling me Kathy or Suzie, even after I corrected him! At least know who I am, sheesh.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
What's the craic?
Well here’s a story for you...
So I decided to go along with 6 of the people from my group on a tour that would take them up to Belfast and on to Londonderry/Derry. The tour group was called Paddywagon Tours. We left Friday morning. I looked at this bus (a 16 seater) and said to Kelly "I'm not sure it's the wisest idea to be going to the north on a green bus painted with leprechauns and sheep that says Paddywagon." Little did I know I had forecast the future.
Our tour guide had grown up in Belfast and was explaining that it had gotten better. The same thing I had been telling these people since the beginning. Our professors had been telling them how awful Belfast was and I kept saying, no I was there during the 12 of July festivals when tensions are really high and it was fine....
So we get into Belfast, take a black taxi tour; hit the Botanic for food and drink and head back to the hostel on Lisburn road. We were less than 2 blocks from Queens University. This is a predominantly neutral area. No problems so far. We hit the hay for the night. Our door is opened at 2 am and the hostel manager comes in and says "hey guys you're leave at 830 instead of 1030 because we had to call in a new bus for you. Your bus has been burned" and walks away. I started laughing and everyone else was really concerned and confused. The tour guide comes in then and says yah they petrol bombed the bus its toast, so we're joining another tour to get to Derry. Come take pics if you want. So here they are:
Don't worry everyone is fine and no one's stuff is on there. But there you have it. According to our tour guide it was shoddy work. They used a plastic bottle to make the petrol bomb and also didn't even manage to blow the gas tank. It was pretty much just vandalizing something that represented something that upset someone. Here's the BBC article if you want to read that: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/northern_ireland/7236558.stm
Though, we have no idea who Petra is, the person they interviewed. We were gone by then and she was never on our tour.
Oh, I called Gerard. He was working nights so he was up. I told him about it and he just laughed and said, "welcome back to Belfast Nance” Fair point.
So I decided to go along with 6 of the people from my group on a tour that would take them up to Belfast and on to Londonderry/Derry. The tour group was called Paddywagon Tours. We left Friday morning. I looked at this bus (a 16 seater) and said to Kelly "I'm not sure it's the wisest idea to be going to the north on a green bus painted with leprechauns and sheep that says Paddywagon." Little did I know I had forecast the future.
Our tour guide had grown up in Belfast and was explaining that it had gotten better. The same thing I had been telling these people since the beginning. Our professors had been telling them how awful Belfast was and I kept saying, no I was there during the 12 of July festivals when tensions are really high and it was fine....
So we get into Belfast, take a black taxi tour; hit the Botanic for food and drink and head back to the hostel on Lisburn road. We were less than 2 blocks from Queens University. This is a predominantly neutral area. No problems so far. We hit the hay for the night. Our door is opened at 2 am and the hostel manager comes in and says "hey guys you're leave at 830 instead of 1030 because we had to call in a new bus for you. Your bus has been burned" and walks away. I started laughing and everyone else was really concerned and confused. The tour guide comes in then and says yah they petrol bombed the bus its toast, so we're joining another tour to get to Derry. Come take pics if you want. So here they are:
Don't worry everyone is fine and no one's stuff is on there. But there you have it. According to our tour guide it was shoddy work. They used a plastic bottle to make the petrol bomb and also didn't even manage to blow the gas tank. It was pretty much just vandalizing something that represented something that upset someone. Here's the BBC article if you want to read that: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/northern_ireland/7236558.stm
Though, we have no idea who Petra is, the person they interviewed. We were gone by then and she was never on our tour.
Oh, I called Gerard. He was working nights so he was up. I told him about it and he just laughed and said, "welcome back to Belfast Nance” Fair point.
Internship Update
Well apparently over here I'm just an amazing person.....
I am working with Jimmy on coordinating an arts show in NYC. Thats going very well, I've been designing the booklet, trying to get funding, I've even heard from almost all the artists, yay for me. However, this man is a workaholic. I got a phone call last friday asking me to meet people on Saturday and then he called Sunday for a follow up. Hang on now, I'm not a full time employee. He must've gotten the hint, because he stopped calling.
Anyway, he's asked me to stay on in Kerry an extra month to do work on a museum they're trying to open up down there. Its about the first monorail in Ireland and it ran at the Lartigue station in Kerry. It's pretty interesting and I'd be willing to stay on to work on the project. He's willing to provide housing for free and I can't take payment while I'm considered and intern. Why? Well if you've ever read the fine print on your passport it says "knowingly and voluntarily revoke your U.S. citizenship if you.... accept payment from a foreign government." I'm hoping for bribes in the form of tickets to 6 nations or free food. I haven't said yes officially to the project and am heading to Kerry next weekend to meet with more people and see if I feel comfortable with the situation. One of the benefits is that I'd be in Tralee which is where my host sister is, so at least I'd know someone who's around.
I'll let you all know what happens!
Oh, and one of the other interns was out for a beer with her TD (if you haven't noticed they're a lot more laid back than US congressmen or Senators) and he asked her if her work load was ok ect. She told him it was fine. To which he said "I don't want to over work you and want to make sure you're having a good time. It could be worse, you could have Jimmy Deenihan." So rest assured, what I tell you is true. My guy has a rep.
I am working with Jimmy on coordinating an arts show in NYC. Thats going very well, I've been designing the booklet, trying to get funding, I've even heard from almost all the artists, yay for me. However, this man is a workaholic. I got a phone call last friday asking me to meet people on Saturday and then he called Sunday for a follow up. Hang on now, I'm not a full time employee. He must've gotten the hint, because he stopped calling.
Anyway, he's asked me to stay on in Kerry an extra month to do work on a museum they're trying to open up down there. Its about the first monorail in Ireland and it ran at the Lartigue station in Kerry. It's pretty interesting and I'd be willing to stay on to work on the project. He's willing to provide housing for free and I can't take payment while I'm considered and intern. Why? Well if you've ever read the fine print on your passport it says "knowingly and voluntarily revoke your U.S. citizenship if you.... accept payment from a foreign government." I'm hoping for bribes in the form of tickets to 6 nations or free food. I haven't said yes officially to the project and am heading to Kerry next weekend to meet with more people and see if I feel comfortable with the situation. One of the benefits is that I'd be in Tralee which is where my host sister is, so at least I'd know someone who's around.
I'll let you all know what happens!
Oh, and one of the other interns was out for a beer with her TD (if you haven't noticed they're a lot more laid back than US congressmen or Senators) and he asked her if her work load was ok ect. She told him it was fine. To which he said "I don't want to over work you and want to make sure you're having a good time. It could be worse, you could have Jimmy Deenihan." So rest assured, what I tell you is true. My guy has a rep.
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