Elsewhere, finally/still/again
So I’m here. It was a long, convoluted journey of planes (four airports in one day), shuttles, a car, and buses, both (inter)national (depending on who you talk to) and local. And if I could just say: double-deckers are awesome, as are their drivers, who remembered where we needed off and gave a shout-out to us and then pointed us in the direction of our hostel.
I’m getting way ahead of myself, and I recognize that, but I don’t think that I can ever catch up on everything since that last post. And I don’t even want to. It’s a secret/ too lackluster to merit attention. Like a seven-hour layover that requires a transfer to another airport. Don’t tell me Heathrow isn’t flying to Dublin today. I don’t buy it.
But all of that is history, and now I’m sitting in my dorm at the University of Ulster at Coleraine, Northern Ireland, trying to stay engaged in the world, as I watch the sun setting behind the woods outside my windows. It’s 4:17pm. I’ve been awake for a little over three hours. Just trying to get through these two weeks, until the rest of the students get through with their exams. It’s really hard to make friends during exams week.
And now: pictures. Well, really, just two. I found my future home.
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And here’s the view from it. Why I’m going to own it.
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