Well, I am here!!! Safe and sound and with all of my luggage- YAY!

We are currently on Ireland time and it is approximately 3:45 pm here in Ireland, and 9:45am in Wisco!

Our flight was six hours long and it was cramped. Babies crying. Old creepy men next to us drooling. You get the picture- but we made it. Once we got to Shannon Airport we saw the group and then we all boarded a small bus. Since everyone was on time (SHOCKER), we had plenty of time to spare, so my Prof (Keely) decided that we should stop at a grocery store so we could stock our fridges, at least for tonight…

Enter Dunnes:

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While perusing the isles at Dunnes- which I might add, has the BIGGEST yogurt section I have ever seen in a grocery store- I came upon this gem of a product:

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What a name 🙂 Sounds delish…not.

After we stopped at the grocery store, we came to Corrib Village- my official home for the next month! We got our room assignments, then found our room, and stumbled upon this:

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 Its cute, right? Dorm living at its finest.

Then Cortney, Chelsea and I decided to walk to see where our class is tomorrow morning(8 am!!). This sign lead us to the correct destination:



Thats all for now ladies and gents!

I am soooooo tired.

Peace out homies (chest hand pump) 🙂


“I’m so tired, but I can’t sleep…”

 I Will Remember You: Sarah MacLachlan



A little “Turbulent”

Hey All!

So I made it safe and sound and I am blogging to you straight from JFK airport here in New York.

The reason for the post title is that a) we encountered a load of turbulence on our tiny ass pedal pusher piece of crap plane and b) when we got here, my two friends hadn’t sent their luggage straight to Shannon, so they had to re-check it- which would be no problem, except for the fact that we don’t leave until 10:00 pm tonight and you can only check in 6 hours prior. SOooo they got locked downstairs for two hours- but its ok! We are waiting for them right now….

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On another note, I am still not really “feelin’ it”…I still don’t feel like I am going to Ireland.

Another couple of things I would like to mention: Met some cool people from Ireland in the airport that gave us the scoop on some fabulous “hidden treasures” of a few surrounding places- really looking forward to that.

Also- the food in the airports costs MUCHO dollars- I bought a salad, fruit cup, and water and it was $15.89— to be expected though…

Lastly, I leave you with what we have been doing for a majority of the afternoon- actually, what they have been doing…

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– I was too busy PEOPLEWATCHING 🙂

I will check back when I am in the green! (warning: it may not be for a day or two..)

Peace out Playas 😉

“Born to be WIIIIILD!”: Steppenwolf

50 Pounds

Soooooo, today I packed my life away- I am only leaving for a month but I think I packed for 5 months.

And before you start saying, “just pack what you need”….”when in doubt, leave it out”…. I have to tell you something:

I CAN’T! suitcase

I am the person who packs because a) I don’t want to be over there thinking, “…if I had brought my (fill in the blank) I would feel so much better” and b) I don’t want to buy any more clothes than I need/already have.

On that note, I should tell you that the airport has a 50 pound max on luggage without charging extra and my bag currently weighs…51 pounds. I plan on ditching the mouthwash and body wash I have for me and my roommates if it is over at the airport. And if all else fails I will move some pants or shoes or something over to my carry-on. I’m not worried, but I can’t believe I packed that much shit.  (Oh, and I should tell you that I used space saver bags- they worked like a champ!)

Tomorrow, my roomie Cortney is coming to my house sometime after 1 or 2 and we will do whatever last minute stuff we have. After that I think we will just chill on the pier and soak in the last of the Wisconsin summer sun until July 🙂

I will be blogging from the airport (hopefully) so I will “see” you all soon!!!

Lata Playas 🙂

“So I quickly opened the wardrobe,
Pulled out some jeans and a T-Shirt that seemed clean,
Topped it off with a pair of old shoes”

-Paulo Nutini:  New Shoes

Woah…Packing Sucks.

This is just a quick post for my own reference- I decided something today- yes, I had an epiphany. Here it is:

Packing and Moving Simultaneously BLOWS!

In the midst of moving, I am also trying to decide what clothes I want to take with me. This seems like an easy task, but if you know me- and actually if you don’t- I am the person who changes outfits 6 times before declaring that I hate my closet full of clothes that I don’t wear, including those with tags still on. I am also the person who packs a full suitcase, only to end up wearing maybe a third of the clothes I packed. It’s really a sick conundrum. Overpack (so that I don’t freak out and go shopping for more clothes)? Or Underpack (because I can do laundry while I am there)? I sound like Goldilocks- only I’m not sure I’ll ever get it juuuuustt riiiiight.

In any case, this packing thing is a tad stressful- but I’m sure I will have it figured out the day before I leave soon…

It sort of snuck up on me- in terms of packing- and I wish I had a smidge more time….

Peace out 🙂Suitcase

“Got my sword, Got my shield
got my ticket, Signed and sealed
gettin’ ready to go,
gettin’ ready to go,
I’m packing up, gettin’ ready to go.”

-Aretha Franklin: Packing Up

“Leavin’ On a Jetplane…”

Graphic__Music_-Headphones-_HeartSo I am off to Ireland soon. I can’t wait for the beautiful scenery, lively pubs, and welcoming locals.

Wait, what?! No seriously, what??

Yep, I can hardly believe it myself. I never thought that I would be going to Europe at 22 years old for a month to study and explore- but I am so glad I have this opportunity!

Can I sum it up in one word? Nope. Which is why I have appropriately named this blog Luck and Lyrics… the fact is- for most of my “adult” life, I have been able to identify more with lyrics to songs than anything else. I can almost always find a song that relates to a particular emotion I am feeling, memory I’ve had, or past experience in my life. It is almost therapeutic.  So for hopefully every blog post I will leave you with a set of lyrics for how I am feeling at that particular time…

**chest hand pump**- Peace out playas. 🙂

“I can’t really say why everybody wishes they were somewhere else
But in the end, the only steps that matter are the ones you take all by yourself”

The Weepies: Can’t Go Back Now