Archive for the 'Eire' Category

Things I Like About Ireland 2

Published Date: November 28th, 2008
Category: Eire, Mellon Collie

Because it’s autumn and the trees are all shedding, the nests from the previous spring are even more obvious. I never noticed this in Denmark. But here all the trees have empty nests, and coupled with the season they look doubly lonely. These are some nests I can see from my window, and every [...]

Bank Holiday Weekend

Published Date: October 30th, 2008
Category: Eire, Travelogues

After three days of being a passenger in a car in the south-western Irish countryside, if I don’t have to see another farm in the next six months I would be perfectly happy.
Also if I could not see another piece of bacon or rasher or sausage or blood pudding for the next three months, that [...]

So ang napansin ko dito sa bahay kung nasan yung apartment ko ay parang linggo linggo may laging iba ibang kotse na naka park sa front yard. Minsan pag madaling araw may naririnig akong lumalabas ng bahay, tipong bang ng door muna bago yung gate. So, ewan ko, ang suspetsa ko yung mga neighbors ko [...]

The Mist

Published Date: September 18th, 2008
Category: Eire, Mellon Collie

Some days in Ireland I feel like I’m living in a greenhouse. There’s a blanket of gray clouds heavy with rain floating close to the ground, and beyond that the shadow of the sun. Like, literally you can see the sun above the clouds, like shining a flashlight under the covers. And then the rain [...]

Best Birfday Ever

Published Date: August 20th, 2008
Category: Eire, Muzeek, Not that you're Interested in my Life, Travelogues

So so depende kung anong time zone mo gusto, ako ay! 28 na ngayon. At oo matanda na yan, nyeta yung 18th birthday ko ay ten years ago - nagmadali pa naman ako nun galing sa ES12 exam. ES12 nga ba? ME63? Basta ganon. Tapos ako yung huling dumating to my own frikking party. Saan [...]

Things I Like About Ireland

Published Date: August 16th, 2008
Category: Eire, Travelogues

That old brown sad-eyed sheepdog that crosses the street by himself to take a dump on someone else’s lawn. He lives about twenty meters from my house and once I stopped on my bike to let him cross.