We had the day off Monday because it was a Bank Holiday! We had to go to the city to pick up some pharmacy supplies and we stopped at Beshoff brother's fish and chips for a typical Irish meal. It was such a typical day because it was drizzly and cold, we felt like real natives. I had quite the interesting cab ride home because most of the city was blocked off for the Africa run. That night's festivities...were much better than Sunday's to say the least. Yay bank holidays!
DAY FIFTEEN:
Went to Carr Communications today to see how PR is handled in other countries. It was a very informative visit and we all felt very official sitting in the boardroom. Too bad we didn't get any pics! The Irish PSA's are really intense though. Seriously. Campaigns that would never fly in America. Here is an example of one of their campaigns that they worked on *do not watch if you are squeemish...that's not even the right word, just be careful we were all really shocked**
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cDdHWmnfYrw&feature=related
On a lighter note, that night was really fun [for me anyways] because we had a total dorm night. We stayed in and ordered pizza. Took care of some general business like booking our flights for the weekend. Had some girl talk and then visited with the boys downstairs. Ha, three years in and I finally had a typical college experience.
DAY SIXTEEN:
Our first real day of class this week. We looked at different models of communication used. After class we decided to do something as a big group and go to the Kilmaemn Gaol [Jail] pics to come soon since i'm in a rush, i'll just say that it was quite a startling experience. Definitely do not ever want to go to jail. Just saying. It was built of limestone and even in June was freezing cold. Aside from the fact that they were forced harsh sentences like 6 months of hard labor breaking rocks for stealing one cart wheel, the sentences were mandated to children as young as 8 years of age. It was even more devastating to hear that during the 1800's in the period of the famine people were trying to get into the jail just so that they would be guarenteed a day's meal. The Jail itself became a national monument because it was where the great revolutionary leaders spent their last hours. We were literally in awe at the bleak conditions. Quite the cultural experience.
On a lighter note, right after that a few of us decided to go to dinner with Brad and Mei-ling. After a few pints at Doyle's pub we proceeded a few blocks down to Gruel for the best bangers and mash ever, at the price of the special of the day. Can't get better than that! We also learned a lot about the background of our teacher. That honestly is one of the best things about study abroad. We really get to connect with Brad and develop a unique relationship that we could not gain just from the classroom and office hours. It was fun, and we stayed in to rest up for the weekend.
Which brings us to today...BARCAAAA! I'm half excited, half terrified. We'll be staying at a hostel? Hopefully? I'm serious, if this blog doesn't see some action by Tuesday start calling the Spanish coast guard. Not to scare you mom...ahh this is probably the most adventurous I've been!!!
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