London, Dublin, and Love
It was a walkabout. Finally, I’m back from my first, real lone adventure in travels. It’s a dream to be able to travel around the world, and I simply made two stops on this penultimate journey. London and Dublin, two very exciting places.
If one were to summarize it, it was a rain in the sun trip. Very reflective and endeavoring. I felt like an introvert within an extrovert. The sun would poke through the clouds, and one could easily take in the rays and learn just while walking along the secret paths and piers by the River Thames. All the while, droplets of drizzling rain would scintillate the skin, and subtle feelings of reality would creep up on you.
First off, enjoyed the scenes of London all over again after visiting the place a year previous for the 2012 Olympic games (whoa those were amazing). This time, on my own, I explored the inner sights and the great sights, too (like St. Paul’s Church). Secret London consisted of hidden away cafés, restaurants with local delicacies, and an awesome hostel, named Clink78. I would travel by the “Tube,” or London Underground subway if you may. It was a way to get from Islington, to Covent Garden, South Kensington, Oxford Circus, Westminster, and ultimately my way back home, on a two-hour ride to Heathrow airport.
Cheap travel, with my single backpack carrying my entire trip’s essentials. 10 days in the British Isles served the perfect amount of time for just 3×2 feet of space on my back. So I recommend traveling lightly if you ever find the time to travel abroad.
Dublin was another mystery. Boy, I chose to go to another English-speaking country, and ended up meeting these crazy Argentinian amigos. Awesome kids. All I ended up doing was speaking/communicating in Spanish. Since I’ve already been to Argentina, I understood the nuances of the language. 😉 I also picked up some French, Italian, and bloody hell, English, on this trip!
Furthermore, I went to one of the best vistas in the world, the Cliffs of Moher.
Got to meditate on the highest hill over the cliffs for an hour. Weather was perfect, and the freshness of the experience sparked electricity within my introverted character. I got up after a deep focus session, and then smiled and interacted with the people visiting the cliffs. I was at peace!
When in Galway, Ireland, I was able to act on a little part of my connoisseur-side. I paired an Irish stout with the daily local catch of fish and shellfish in a seafood pie. It was absolutely delectable, and the stout wasn’t too strong, went down well. Eight Degrees is a HUGE recommendation for anyone traveling to Ireland. Go crazy with them, because Guinness is just the wash down afterwards.
Finally, a trip would not be complete without the work you put into it. I labored over calculus into the late hours of the night, so that I could use this new place as an impetus to get back to school this Fall. It was a perfect setting. Sat at cafes, park benches, and the hostels’ basements to get a kickstart to my rusty academic brain. It was worth it.
Go. Be there now. Be here now. Love it. Hate it. Walk this earth in balance.