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Toto, we're not in Iowa anymore.

So the first week of 'class' has officially ended (well, technically my last class of the week is on Wednesday, but whatever). This week was all about testing out different classes, yes even the Irish students get this glorious opportunity. We register for the ones that look most interesting today, which is quite the concept if you ask me. So far, I'm really challenging myself (I wish I could send sarcasm through blogs) by taking Irish History, History of archaeology of Ireland, and Intro to Gaelic. If anyone asks, I'm fully emerging myself in this culture, ok?

Also, I've gotten really good at making pasta (boiling water and putting noodles in), and shopping for the groceries and goodies at really cheap places.

With all this free time we have, Heidi and I have also really acquainted ourselves with the city. We have often wandered around aimlessly only to stumble upon some pretty incredible places.
3 euro for a ride? sure, we'll get on.

St, Fin Barre's Cathedral- honestly looks so unreal.
In the time that I've been here, I've noted a few major differences between Ireland and the states. Status Quo is so different here, that it's often hard to determine what is taboo and what isn't. I've figured out the following:
 --There really are very little police (maybe that's just because I'm so used to the Iowa City Police bombarding every college aged kid, all the time?)
--Cars honestly park where they please, which is usually on the sidewalks.
-- Everybody smokes.
--Irish students go out on Tuesdays and Thursdays and head home on the weekend (boo, come back).
--There are two bars ON campus- like, sponsored by the University- like, IN the Student Center. Hmm..
--Women cake on the makeup, I mean they really lather it on there.
--The gym smells really bad, like BO-bad.
--The Sun has come out a whopping total of 3 times. YEESH.
--Too many cars have those stupid reindeer antlers and rudolph nose. Come on.

But, it would be pretty boring if it were the exact same as back home, right? And far from home we are…mostly with this annoying (and frequent) PDA.
ugh. get a room. 

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