The First Week of Real Life

I did laundry today.  After five trips back and forth (such a confused American), I brought it home.  Actually, it's not quite finished--the drier let me down so I now have clothes hanging all over my room.

For dinner tonight, we made chicken curry pasta, with veggies. Yummy yummy!  Great culinary success.

Classes started Monday:  My Early Start course (through mid-Sept.) is "Musics in Ireland."  So far we have had a dance workshop, including set, ceili, and swing dancing; played the javanese gamelan (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gamelan --I got to hit the second biggest one!); sung feminist Irish folk songs in class; and listened to a good bit of Handel's Messiah (which premiered in Dublin! 1741.).  I love it.

After spending two hours standing in line at the Garda (police) headquarters yesterday, I am officially immigrated and can live here through January!  (No worries Mom, my plane ticket is still for December.)

Last night went to a pub whose name is in Irish, so that I can never remember it.  But they have traditional music most nights, and it was so much fun! Guitar, banjo, pipe, box (accordian) and some very loud voices. :) And towards the end, a different kind of classic:  Flight of the Conchords' "Business Time."

My shopping list hasn't changed much since Davidson:  bread, nutella.  Milk is a new addition--and it's absolutely delicious here! Goodbye, skim!  Good thing we walk miles every day. :)

I've met some girls who know folks in the Christian Union at UCC, and am excited to check it out with them once real classes start (still three weeks).

Not much work to speak of yet, but all assessing is done by essays here...ah.

And for an English major, I sure like bullet points (above).

Thanks for sticking with this, and as always, for your prayers.