sláinte!

after a full day of lessons in gaelige, sean-nós singing and flat foot step dancing, it’s time for our pre-pub nap. looks like we’re being sung to sleep by old dublin church bells and hooves on cobblestone. this place is unreal. more photos soon!

hey there

it’s been a long long time since i’ve written a substantial post here…

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andddd it’s going to be a little bit longer until i do it again. but here’s a quick rundown of the lowdown in tinseltown: love, learning, excitement, smiling, bare feet, hairy feet, summer anxiousness bordering on impatience peppered with equal parts oceanwater and lakewater, new albums from old loves (john mayer and i have had an ongoing but sporadic affair for years now), new friends, new outlooks (linguistically, guinness-ly(?) and otherwise), oxford comma trauma, never washing this sweatshirt again and an annular eclipse for good measure. so, yeah.

An bhfuil tú go maih?