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Dublin. Oh yes.

So I’m here. In the big shmoke. The capital fecking city.

Yesterday was possibly one of the most hectic days of my life. I started out at Kent station at abput 6.10am and got the half six train to Dublin. Next up was the Luas red line into the city centre, followed by a caramel latte in Starbucks on College Green and a read of the Irish Times Weekend Review. I am too cool.

I met Jill outside Trinity and we headed off to the office on Tara Street. Now you all know where I’ll be everyday and come stalk me. That’s a comforting thought. The morning was fairly class I have to say. We had a briefing session as to what we’d be doing, and then the girls got to go off shopping for a summer fashion piece. I know it sounds extremely fun (to any girls reading this at least), but it was quite stressful, I swear! Running from Grafton Street to Henry Street isn’t very relaxing..

In th afternoon we had a meeting with the production editor which gave us a nice insight into journalistic writing and editing. Finished up about 6, and then it was off to the DART station (still with all my bags and luggage) and off to the cousins’ house. I had a lovely dinner with them, followed by strawberries and ice-cream and some meringue too. Then tea. No day is complete without a cuppa tea at the end.

Today I was in the office for half 9. We went to two features meetings with all the important editorial people. I want to be a journalist. I love it. I could do it every day, even if it is a tad scary. I mean, other people, lots of them, reading your words. Then there was a little more shopping for tights, because I was being forced to model the clothes we had bought yesterday.

We also realised no-one had a pair of Converse, which were vital for our outfit. We walked to the Merrion to collect Jill’s Converse and it’s safe to say we nearly died. We weren’t wearing the most comfortable shoes and it was warm and we were in a rush. We grabbed a sandwich in O’Brien’s after, and being the cosmopolitan, sophisticated young women we are, we got a taxi back to the office.

Then it was off up to the roof for the photo shoot. It was sunny and lovely but my face was sore from smiling. I’m used to pose-y faces in photos, not smiling. Then I sent an email, made a few calls, had a root through the drawers under my desk to see could I find any treasures. I did find a few alright. A pen, a shorthand notebook…amazing treasures, eh?!

And back on the DART to Connolly, and then the commuter train to Castleknock. Headed to Superquinn, did a little shopping, and now we’re just about to put on the BBQ out on the balcony. Sun is shining, food is good, and I’m smiling.

Later folks!


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Dublin trip!

I do realise it’s been an awfully long time since I last blogged, but I’ve been busy busy busy. Well it fells like that anyway, but I don’t seem to have done too much with all the time. Anyway, part of my busy-ness can be attributed to the ol’ trip to Dublin last Monday.

Ten of us, and one teacher, got the train to Dublin for the Irish Times School Mag awards ceremony. It was held in the Science Gallery in Trinity College. There was lots and lots of sandwiches, tea, coffee, Hunky Dorys (controversial!) and fruit. Because you have to provide fruit to make it look as though you encourage healthy eating. We had a look at the competition seeing as all the magazines were on display. Alot of good stuff there..

To cut a long story short, our magazine, Snap!, won three awards. We were runner-up in the Overall Magazine category, won an award for design, and I won an award for my article on the closure of Plugd. They showed this video of the judging process first, and the judges made comments on the magazines and whatnot. I think it was Louise Holden of The Irish Times mentioned three names as standing out for her writing-wise. One was mine. That was nice, very nice actually. I put alot of work into that magazine, and it makes it all worth it to hear professionals praise your work.

When it actually came around to handing out the awards Anthea McTiernan, acting editor of The Ticket supplement  of the Irish Times, spoke about my article again. She even went so far as to say I might have even covered the topic better than they did. She also said how I was clearly a customer and really got across the feeling of what Plugd was about. Apart from the fact that she was talking about my journalism skills, it was nice to hear someone say that who understood what Plugd was all about. And she told me to give them a call at The Ticket anytime. Although I probably couldn’t write about anything else like I did about Plugd.

On top of the lovely awards ceremony, we also got to go shopping, which is always a plus! We went to the usual places you go when in Dublin : Urban Outfitters, Topshop, American Apparel and so on. I got a cream vest in UO, and a navy dress in Zara for my brother’s confirmation on Monday. Possibly my favourite purchase though was The National’s new album ‘High Violet’ that I picked up in Road Records. The lovely Dave there gave me the poster for the album too, so I was well pleased. Only problem now is finding space for it on my wall…


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Bank holiday weekend: Monday

So on Sunday night we sort of decided to head to Killarney on the train the following morning. Enticed by very cheap train fares, and a longing not to end up in town again, we met at Centra at 10am and got the half 10 train from Kent. There’s something about trains that I just love. They’re my favourite method of transport actually. I love train stations, and how there’s different stops, and the nice blue-y windows, and the four seats together around a table, and your name overhead. Also, that Irish Rail marketing campaign with Craig Doyle a few years ago has stuck in my memory. Now, whenever I get on a train, I have an urge to listen to Rocky Took A Lover.

Me, not listening to Bell X1

We changed at Mallow, and finally got to Killarney station. Because it was right next door, we had a quick look in the Outlet Centre. I remember loving that place as a child. The thought of a load of new stuff from the Nike store was quite delightful, but now I find the thought of the place fairly revolting. How things change..

So we had a quick wander around to find somewhere to have lunch. Being the cheapskates we are, we decided on The Street Cafe. Sandwiches for €4.50. How bad.

Toasted Club Sanwich (I know the focus is all wrong, but I was hungry)

After lunch we had a nice wander around, just ‘getting our bearings’ I suppose. Although we didn’t call it that. I really wanted to feel like a tourist, so the next destination was the tourist office. I’ll admit I was impressed. It’s all clean and modern with these interactive screens and carpets with swirly designs. Apart from the fact that there were no maps of the town out on a stand, it was a pretty class tourist office. So we got details of a walk to Ross Castle and decided we’d try that. We called into Tesco first to get some munch, and set about reading the map.

First call landed us at the cathedral, which looks a bit like this. Very like this actually, because this is it.

Looking up..

And we took some self-timer photos outside of us all standing in a line looking like the Brady bunch.

Then we walked 2.4km through Killarney National Park to Ross Castle. It was actually a really lovely walk, and we saw deer!

Deer! 😮

We got to Ross Castle, discovered there was an entry free, walked around the free parts, and then sat out on the lake front, the castle behind us and ate food and drank Finches orange. The view being this:

Lake of Killarney..

There were more group photos, one taken by a random man, another put up on a wall again. We then set off on the 2.4km walk back, taking some outfit post photos en route:

I like the trees and branches.

Jacket : Vintage – Mercury Goes Retrograde

Top : Mango in Cannes

Skirt & Bag : Penneys best!

Shoes : Converse

I really like branches and trees and old stuff and rusty things and gates and messy complicated stuff. So this caught my fancy. It was a bit of a rush because we were all a bit wrecked and wanted to go for coffee. But I liked the gate.

Abandoned rust..

So then we went to this super cute place called Miss Courtney’s Tearooms. They had so many different types of tea, but because I’m so cool an’all I got an apple and raspberry juice. It too was savage. But I got to taste all the different types of tea that the others got, so best of both worlds.

The ceiling light.. so cute!

Tea and more tea..

Tea pots, cups and golden jugs 🙂

My photos really don’t do the place justice though.

Oh and then we rushed to the train. It was pretty full, but the journey back was lovely. I had hushed conversations with Aisling, ate Tesco flapjacks, and tried to avoid the small talk the lady opposite me was trying to engage me in. I know I’m mean, but there’s only so much you can say about your day in Killarney.

Killarney platform..

Then it was home to French homework. Oh the joys..

</weekend> (At last!)


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