It's finally here. The day I leave for Ireland. I've been waiting a long time to travel to Ireland and travel outside of the country. Since college, I tried to plan trips to visit Europe and start seeing the world. But, they always fell through. My sophomore year of college, I registered for a religion class offered during Christmas break in Paris. The summer before the school year, CBU cancelled the trip because the professor moved to another position with the Christian Brothers and no longer taught at CBU. He wanted to do the class via email prior to Paris, but that didn't happen. CBU changed the class to an Art History class, which I did not need that credit. As a bio major, I rarely took classes I didn't need until my second semester senior year when I had the time too. Anyways, I was a little heart broken I wouldn't get to Paris but knew I would eventually travel.
My senior year of college, my friend Colleen and I decided that it would be a lot of fun to take a month after graduation and backpack Europe. We decided that after fall break, we'd start planning and saving. Well, fall break came and that dream got put on hold. Over fall break, Colleen got kicked off a horse and fractured her skull. Our plans of planning a backpacking trip changed into hanging out at the hospital with Colleen. No worries, some day we'll backpack together.
So, here I am a few years later and 6 hours from departing for my trip to Ireland and first time out of the country. Ireland holds a special place in my heart and life. My great-grandparents immigrated from Mayo County so being of Irish descent is prominent in my family. I'm also German and Native American courtesy of my mom's side. But, I know the most about my Irish roots and my family spent a great deal of time researching our family history and genealogy. I'm excited to go see where my great-grandparents came from and appreciate the sacrifices they made to move to America because if they hadn't who knows if I would be alive today getting travel there.
Another phrase we use quite often is "I feel it my bones it's going to be good."
That's the feeling I have today and have had since I decided in October '08 to go to Ireland this month. I have no expectations except to do something I haven't done before and get it to see with my eyes and take all in with my 5 senses.
I'm a believer that things happen when they're meant too. So, now is my time to go to Ireland and travel abroad....
Bon Voyage!
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