My eyes are twitching and I’m feeling shaky and frustrated. All I can think about is what I want, but unfortunately cannot get to…
Withdrawal is not to be taken lightly. Especially since a year ago today I began an experience in Ireland that will never be forgotten and entirely missed. I spent 8 weeks in the city of Dublin with the hopes of gaining something more for myself. That was always my underlying mission for traveling; to discover something about myself that I didn’t know yet. Well now all I can say is thank you, Ireland.
The amount of fun I had, the people I met and the lessons I learned in Ireland could not add up to any college experience I had in the past four years. To be honest, I didn’t expect to miss Ireland too much. The weather wasn’t all that great and I spent a lot of money. But then it hits me (and it hits me hard) when I see a menu that carries fish & chips or walk into a pub that is playing “Galway Girl”. I fight the urge not to break down and cry, because who does that over a country? Luckily, I am not alone in this “Ireland withdrawal”. The best friends I brought back are all missing it just as much as me, (maybe some more than others) and we do what we can to cope (drink Magners/Bulmers, visit every Irish pub in the Kansas City Metro Area, plan the next trip back, etc.). I know I am a lucky girl for getting to claim Ireland as my home for 8 weeks and I am thankful that I get to share the memories with such amazing friends.
Now I sit in my apartment and Facebook creep on my friends that are getting the opportunity to see such a beautiful country this summer. I have never felt so jealous in my entire life and really I shouldn’t be jealous. I should be happy that people are taking advantage of a great experience. I left Ireland with great friends, a lifetime supply of Irish Tea and memories that are priceless. What more could a girl want?
Cheers to the lucky ones that get to feel this feeling of withdrawal and wanderlust. I am drinking a Bulmers for you all!
Erin Go Bragh!