Saturday, January 28, 2017


 Apologies once again for this Blog Post being a long time in coming. I'm finally going to start the series of blog posts covering my Fall Break which we spent Horseback Riding in Wales. We flew from Dublin into Liverpool, England -- a half hour jump across the Irish sea. Today's post is pictures from Liverpool -- home of Brian Jacques author of Redwall, and better known as the land of The Beatles. I could barely believe how beautiful the city was and I wish I would have had more than an hour in it. There were old, gorgeous buildings everywhere we turned. 
There was even an Irish Pub called the Blarney Stone. Apparently, Liverpool has a large Irish population because it was so close and many Irish were forced to move there.

 Memorial for Queen Victoria -- Sorry for the nasty picture. It was the best shot I could get out of a dirty bus window as we were driving by.
 Liverpool is right on the coast so it has a large shipping port.

Huge Ferris wheel by the sea... not sure why?
 Redwall Abbey?
 Our flight home was late as it was and got delayed further, so it was pitch black that night as we flew back over the ocean. We were quite happy when we flew back into Dublin and got to exchange stories with other Taylor students who had just returned from the countries that they when to over break.
The lights of Dublin

Liverpool was an amazing city with great bookstores (that, of course, is where I spent most of my time).
Next week will be some shots from our Train ride into Chirk, Wales.

Thursday, January 12, 2017

Stormy Cove

I apologise for the lack of posts here. As promised, I still have many posts from my adventures in Ireland, however, I've been having new adventures (albeit not worthy of posts) on my first semester at the normal College Campus. It has come with ts own struggles and ups and down. I finally got to see everyone from the Ireland group once again, which was bittersweet (mostly sweet). All these things just brought back memories and renewed knowledge that I'm not in Ireland. Being on Campus itself brings its own troubles. It is awkward as a freshman coming in halfway through the semester and trying to break into the already formed friend groups here. Fortunately, my wing has been great, and I'm doing my best to get to know people when I'm not bogged down with homework. It is a slow process, all of which takes time, but I'll do my best to get back to posting, however, It will likely only be once or twice a week. Thank you for your patience and I hope you continue to enjoy the remainder of my untold adventures. 

As many of you know, my favorite place to go to spend time alone to pray and think was the little rock beach called the Cove. One day, a little after sunrise, I braved the cold and heavy winds to spend my few minutes before class at the Cove. I almost always took my camera, because you never know what you might see.

 The wind whipped up the ocean into a frothy frenzy.
 The waves crashed against the rocks
 The waves roared in and crashed upon the shores.

 I loved being down at the cove on these stormy days despite the cold.