Friday, December 14, 2012

Arrival in Ireland and First Full Day: Cork and Blarney Castle

We an 8:30 pm flight so we got to Ireland around 11 because it is about a 2-hour flight with a one-hour time change (they are one hour later than Madrid). We had a little difficulty getting to our hotel. There was this shuttle bus that was suppose to run every 20 minutes and take you to anywhere in Central Dublin. It was only 6 Euros so it seemed like a good idea. However, you had to wait for the bus outside, it was nearly midnight, and we were in Dublin in December so it was pretty cold. The bus also still hadn’t showed up after more than 30 minutes so we decided to get a taxi. A lot of people were mad about it too because apparently the shuttle that had left right before that one only had 2 people on it, so they should have just waited for more people to get on it.
Anyways, we made it to our hotel easily with the Taxi driver and he was really nice and a native Irishman so he told just some cool places to go and whatnot. Its always good to try and get a local perspective on things if you can.
When we got to our hotel we basically just wanted to pass out because they next day we were getting up early to get on a bus to go to Cork, Ireland which is where the Blarney Castle is. The Blarney Castle was build in 1446 A.D. and houses the Blarney Stone, which, as legend holds, gives eloquence and wisdom to anyone who kisses it. Winston Churchill is said to have kissed it among many other famous world leaders, literary master, artist, ect.  

We woke up at like 5 am to get to the train station by us to get on what we thought was a 6:30 am bus. Since the hotel didn’t have Internet we couldn’t double check. We got to the bus station and of course no one was there so we had to buy tickets from the kiosk. We didn’t know what we were doing and we ended up buying tickets for a bus that was going to leave at 8 am.
The whole idea of us going to Cork came from my friend Alex, who is also studying abroad at SLU and was in Dublin that weekend as well. She told me how she wanted to go to Cork to see the Blarney Castle but the two people she was on her trip with didn’t want to go. She asked me if I wanted to go so she wouldn’t have to go alone and I said yes because it seemed like a cool site to go see.
So the idea was to get on the same bus as Alex, which was actually the 8 am bus we bought tickets for which was non-express and made a few stops before going to Cork. However, since we were at the station at 6:30 am there was an express bus straight to Cork and my Dad, before we could make a decision, just talked to the drive and got us on that bus instead of waiting for Alex.
It ended up being fine, and there were only four people total on the bus (the three of us and another random person). My mom and I slept basically the whole way there so it seemed like a quick trip.
When we got to Cork it wasn’t even 10 am and Alex wasn’t supposed to be there until 12ish so we decided to go get breakfast. All of us were really hungry because we basically ran to the station (the hotel forgot our wake-up call) and then just hopped on the bus.
We found this awesome bagel place with really great coffee. My mom and I each got a cafĂ© latte (that’s sometimes the alternative to coffee with milk because its expresso with milk aka the same thing) and a breakfast bagel with scrambled eggs, bacon, red onions, and tomatoes. 


First Irish Breakfast; Asiago Cheese bagel sandwich with egg, red onion, tomato and bacon
After that we wandered around Cork a bit and then I called Alex to see where she was. Her bus was running a little late and we had already killed a good amount of time wandering so we told her we would just meet her there.

St. Peter and Paul Church in Cork, found while exploring 



We had to get on another bus to get there. The weird thing about the bus was it didn’t announce stops as we hit them. It was quite strange.  We figured out where the Castle stop was though just by asking the bus driver and we found it easily once we got off.
The Castle grounds were breathtakingly beautiful right from the start. It was exactly what you think of when you think of Ireland: super green grass, rolling rivers, mossy rocks, blue skies and just the right amount of sunshine. 


Parents on the bridge leading into Blarney Castle

So pretty

Me in a nook at Blarney Castle



The main attraction of the Blarney Castle is the Blarney Stone. As I said before, according to legend, whoever kisses the stone gains eloquence and wisdom. So, of course, I had to kiss. However, kissing the stone isn’t as easy as it sounds. To kiss it you have to lay on your back, grab onto two metal bars, and lean your head back and kiss it while dangling from the second floor of the castle. There are metal safety bars and a man holding onto you but it was still kind of scary. My mom was too afraid to do it but Dad did it. It was definitely thrilling but I was glad when I came up alive.

Kissing the Blarney Stone, just a little bit scary



We eventually found Alex after going through the whole Castle we explored the grounds with here. The grounds were alot bigger than I expected and they had a poison garden, a stable, a Blarney house (unfortunately not open in the winter months), a lake walk and a little stream/waterfall area. It was all really pretty and a great first full day in Ireland.
Blarney House



























Parents Visiting!

This past week (December 3rd-6th) my parents came to visit and then we all went to Ireland from December 6th-10th  and then they had a flight home on the 11th. Ever since I knew they were coming I always thought about that as being the very end of my time here (I leave on December 22nd) so when the time finally came for then to visit it was so weird. It came up so quickly.
I skipped my Monday classes to meet them at the airport and I found them really easily. Transportation and airports seem easier to me here in Europe than in the U.S. I don’t know why. We got them to their hotel easily and I figured they would want to rest all day (due to jet-lag and Madrid is 7 hours ahead of Chicago time) but they surprisingly wanted to go out.
We got coffee at this cute local place by the hotel and then I showed them Parque de Oeste (a park by my house), Temple de Debod (the Egyptian Temple that is in Parque de Oeste, don’t ask me why or how it got there) and finally my house. Unfortunately my host parents weren’t home (one of their daughters had surgery so they went to visit her and help take care of her kids) so they didn’t get to meet them.             
After that I took them to the Prado, the major art museum in Madrid. They really liked it but I could tell they were fading fast. My mom was basically falling asleep in the museum. I was also pretty tired because I got up 2 hours before I usually do and I couldn’t really sleep the night before because I was afraid I would wake up late and not get on the metro to pick up my parents at the airport. We decided to all go home and take a nap and then reconvene later for dinner. 


Me and Madre at the Prado
Madre and Padre at the Prado

The next day I let my parents explore Madrid on their own because I had to go to school. They went to the Palace and loved it, they also went to Sol, Plaza Mayor and Mercado de San Miguel.
I met them at their hotel around 6:30 because we were going to El Botin, the oldest restaurant in the world. We had 8 pm reservations (the earliest you can do there, people eat a lot later in Madrid/Europe in general) and we decided to walk which was kind of a mistake. I had never been there before and I had mapquested the directions from the Sol metro stop, not from my parents hotel, which was probably closer to Botin than Sol.  My parents had also been walking around all day so they were tired. It took a little longer than expected to get there but we made it at about 8:05 which ended up being fine and we got right in.


The Padres and I at Botin

Sangria Pitcher 
More Padre Pics
My parents both ordered the Filet Mignon but I got garlic shrimp. We also got bread and butter and sangria. It was a really good meal however the restaurant itself was the best part of the experience. It is just so cute and old and small too. They had a bunch of really old furniture and it was just quaint. I liked it alot. We also met some Irish guys in there that gave us a bunch of suggestions for things to do in Ireland. They were really funny too so that made the dinner nice too.


My meal, Garlic Shrimp
Dessert, Pastel de Botin, a cake with pudding filling and meringue frosting

I went to school as usual again the next day and my parents went to Segovia, the part of Spain that has the Roman aquaducts that are over 2000 years old. I went to Segovia at the beginning of the semester as a SLU day trip and I really liked it. Its a very small, Spain town with cobblestone streets and such so its kind of like going back in time. My parents really liked it to and it gave them something to do for a day so that was good too. 
The last day we were in Madrid before Ireland was a thursday. I didn't have school because it was a Spainish holiday so we decided to explore some more museums. Also, on spanish holidays most museums are free so it was the perfect day to go. My mom and I wanted to see the modern art museum, The Reina Sofia, which house Guernica by Picasso, along with alot more of Picasso's works, Dali, Miro, ect. Its really a great museum, Madrid has sooo many priceless works of art its really unbelievable. 
Anyways, we decided to divide and conquer because Padre wanted to go the naval museum and we had to catch a flight that night so didn't have a ton of time. Id been to the Reina Sofia before but I didn't explore it that extensively, so it was nice to go back. Padre also loved the Naval Museum so I think we made the right choice to split up. He probably would have hated the Reina Sofia minus the Picassos. 
After the museums we got lunch and then I wanted to show them Retiro Park. I also hadn't seen it since the beginning of the semester and was excited to see what it would look like in the fall with all the leaves changed. It was beautfiul as usual. Going back to all these places I haven't been to for a while or since the beginning of the semster made me get really nostalgic about leaving Madrid. I'm really going to miss it. 

Me and Padre at Retiro Park