Tomorrow on top of two psych classes I start composition 2 online at 930 am – it is the last class I need to graduate so wish me luck on that.

So today we go into a store to learn about how clothing in Ireland is still hand made and I ended buying my first tweed jacket and hat.

I don’t know about you, but I think I look good.

Last night we met a women in awe at our American accents to the point that she pretty much jumped and giggled if we said “hi” like “omg do you hear them”.  And I met a white Catholic Irish man my age who described to me how he could get beaten up if he simply crossed the street into a Christian Protestant neighborhood. That if certain people heard him speak they would recognize his accent and run him out. How he grew up seeing drive by shootings, bombings and stabbings because his town is so segregated.

For me that really hit home to see how different but yet the same things can be.

Now as we head back home from our excursion from Slieve League, I look back and think that I just climbed to the top of the highest cliff in Europe with no sort of climbing gear with a group of 10 other students I never knew existed before before 2 months ago.

I also met a couple from Gainesville Florida. I think THIS IS WHAT LIFE IS ABOUT and I hope everyone I’ve ever met gets to one day experience the joy that I did today.

By the way, clouds are not soft or fun they are cold and wet with hail and rain flying up at you at like 50 mph, that is what a cloud feels like.