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”

House of horrors: finding a gaff in Dublin

*gaff  Irish slang word for house

In the summer of 2016, I left my life behind in Baltimore’s stifling July heat: a well-paid job with great co-workers, friends at neighborhood bars like a scene out of Cheers, and my family a stone’s throw away.  I had packed up my most important belongings into two suitcases and with a one-way ticket, got on a plane that would take me across the Atlantic.  Continue reading “House of horrors: finding a gaff in Dublin”