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Okay, I'll start today's entry with a quick apology:
Life has moved pretty fast since my last entry; hence I have unfortunately been neglecting my blog since February. As I said in my last entry, I'm playing the female lead in the musical The Wedding Singer, so between that and classes things have been pretty crazy. But more than that, I just wasn't sure what to say. I realized that my life here in England has become just that: my life. Worcester has become my home, and I don't think of a lot of the things I do everyday as being very extraordinary. But they are I suppose.
People sometimes still repeat what I say because they're fascinated by my accent. I still struggle to understand the humor in TV adverts. I have failed to learn how to eat with a utensil in each hand.
But I have made a life for myself here. I know my way around, which anyone who knows me knows that is quite an accomplishment. I'm learning so much about the world and myself everyday, but at the same time it doesn't feel like a different place anymore. That thought kind of got away from me a little bit. And it started off so well, too.
Anyway, with that out of the way I'll move on to the more exciting topic: my spring break adventures.
The first week of my spring break I spent a few days in Belgium and Holland with Michael visiting friends from high school (first his then mine). I had an absolute blast with Michael and his friend, Arnaud, in Belgium. We stayed in Gent, which is about half an hour from Brussels and one of the most fascinating cities I've been to. And yes, the waffles were delicious. As was the chocolate. And the beer.
After a couple of days in Gent we hopped on a train and met up with my friend, Sander, in Rotterdam. The thing that stood out to me the most is how modern that city is. Apparently a lot of it was destroyed in WWII so most of the city is new. We also checked out the beach in The Hague and spent a day in Amsterdam. It was a lot to pack in to five days, but a truly wonderful trip all the same.
This past week I hopped a plane to Ireland with Cassandra and Phil for a few days. Ireland is my favorite place I've visited; this trip was actually my second time this year. We flew in to Cork and stayed a night before exploring the city and Blarney Castle the next day. The trip got off to a rocky start Tuesday night when our flight was delayed FIVE HOURS, but after that it was smooth sailing. Wednesday we rambled around the gorgeous gardens at Blarney and climbed the many stairs to the top to kiss the Blarney stone. For some reason I was expecting it to be just a random rock, but what I discovered was that it's actually just a part of the castle wall. The fun part is the actual acrobatic ritual that goes into kissing the legendary rock. You have to lay on your back (on a narrow battlement, mind you) grab iron bars behind your head and slide yourself back until your head is nearly hitting the wall. Then you have to tilt your head backwards towards the wall and kiss it upside down. I'm still not sure why this is the way it's done, but it was fun anyway. I'm still waiting to see if kissing the stone gave me the legendary gift of eloquence; this blog entry is probably not the best example of the stone's powers. In the late afternoon Wednesday we took a bus from Cork to Galway. We arrived in Galway just in time to grab a bite to eat at Supermac's (a truly magical Irish conglomeration that includes a Quizno's and a Papa John's in the same building) before hitting a couple pubs to hear some live music. One of the many things I love about Ireland is the huge music scene, especially folk, bluegrass, and country music. There's live music happening all the time whether it's in pubs or on the street. Thursday we explored Galway and found our way to the beach at Galway Bay, where the rocky beach and the emerald green hills meet to form one of the most beautiful places I've ever seen. We spent Thursday night and Friday in Dublin (after yet another bus ride Thursday afternoon). Today we woke up at 3:45 am to head to the airport for our obnoxiously early flight, and once again I was sad to say goodbye to Ireland. A place where the people are friendly, charming, and funny; where streets are filled with music at all hours of the day or night; and where the landscape looks as if you're in Eden...what's not to love? And on that note, being awake since the wee hours of this morning is starting to catch up with me. Also my thoughts are starting to get away from me more and more. So I'll just shut up and say goodnight :)

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