Dirty dealing: a guide to protecting your rental deposit in Dublin

On August 1st, I hung the keys on the nail by the door and walked out of my building in Donnybrook for the last time.  Rather than a sense of relief that I was closing this chapter of my life and moving on to a new and exciting one in another country, I had one question repeating in my mind: would I get my deposit back? Continue reading “Dirty dealing: a guide to protecting your rental deposit in Dublin”

On loss and letting go

I don’t get homesick very often.  Not even the times I spent Christmas away from family and friends, staying at a hostel alone, did I have moments when felt sad or lonely.  But this past weekend, it hit me full force for the first time in a long time.  Continue reading “On loss and letting go”

Much on the horizon

Facing the last few weeks of classes, I’m reminded of how fast this graduate program has passed.  This July, I’ll have been here 12 months.  It’s truly crazy to think about because it doesn’t seem like too long ago that I was frantically looking for a flat and trying to get acclimated to life in a new place.  Since I’ve been here, I’ve met a lot of great people, explored the city, found some favorite local spots, and seen a good bit of the country.  But my time here isn’t done.  It’s too soon. Continue reading “Much on the horizon”

All good things must come to a beginning

Went off the grid a bit since I returned from Madrid.  I came back to Dublin unable to move into my room so I bounced around between a few different hostels in the city until finally on the evening of the 14th of August, I slept in the bed that I will call mine for the next academic year.  After moving in, I came face to face with the catch-22 that is living here; you can’t do A without B, but you need B to do A.  Then, there’s C floating around on the periphery and you really can’t piece together how that fits in to the whole fiasco. Continue reading “All good things must come to a beginning”