I’ve been so horribly depressed since geting back from the UK in May and wanting nothing more than to go back to Ireland. I fell completely in love with my aunt (not that way, perverts) and miss her to death. I LOVED her as a kid and we’ve become really close again, talking on the phone and writing letters and such. So I was out for a drink with my friend Sandra the other day (she lived in Dublin for 5 years) and we were talking about how much we missed Ireland. She just took out a loan against her house so she said, well fuck it, let’s just go to Ireland. I said, I have NO money and my bills are piling up so high and I won’t get all my wages back that I missed for 3 weeks from insurance because it’s at a bar and cash. So she said, don’t worry about the flight. I couldn’t turn it down so we’re going to Ireland for 2 weeks in October. I have no idea how I’m going to take care of all my bills since I’m already over my head and nowi’m going to lose another 2 weeks, but I couldn’t let this pass my by. I mean, I’ll pay her back for it but my money situation should be better in the winter when it’s busy at the bar.
We leave on the 3rd (probably) and I’m so excited I can’t sleep or think about anything else. We’ll be flying to Dublin, renting a car and driving across the country (it only takes 4 hours) to my aunt Jane’s place where she’ll stay with us for a couple days. Then I’m going to stay with Jane for a while week (!) before I go up to Northern Ireland to meet up with Sandra and her friends. Then a day or two in Dublin and we come home. It’s going to be SO hard to come home but at least maybe I’ll get it out of my system for a bit. My sister is going to come over from England for a couple days to se me too so I’m really looking forward to it. Now, to find some sort of pyramid scheme so I can pay my bills and still have a house to come back to! I know this is completely and utterly irresponsible but I just can’t not go. I have to go for the sake of my sanity.
I can’t wait to smell the Irish air and see the sea. And I want to go visit my dad at Lough Furnace.
I know I needn’t remind you to take your camera, but remember to get some shots for me. I’ll prob’ly never have the chance to see Ireland any other way. Wow, how I’d love to crawl up into your suitcase!
-DeeZy