Not-so-good Week Off

I do have wonderful things to write about my trips to Rome and Edinburgh, but at the moment a much serious matter has arisen to write about.

On Thursday night Cork City was almost completely flooded. Anywhere along the river was from anywhere from 2 to 20 feet under water. My apartment was not harmed, I actually had no clue that any of this had happened. I left Friday morning to catch a bus to the airport since I was leaving for Edinburgh, I ended up having to take a taxi since all the streets that I could catch the bus were flooded. I though this was no big deal until we got a text on Saturday saying that school was canceled until the 30th.

Sunday night I was dreaming about my wonderful and much needed week off when I get a text from my roommate saying we have no running water at my apartment building. I figured it wouldn't be out for that long and went back to sleep.

Monday morning I woke up feeling terrible. I had been sick all week since coming back from Rome but it had mainly just been tiredness, an achy body, and for the past 3-4 days swollen glands. I returned to my apartment on Monday now hit with all the notices that my water won't be back until the 30th. I had a few really bad days of illness and decided to go the doctor. The doctor said I most likely have the flu, and that I'm past the stage for antibiotics. But because my glands are really swollen she took blood work to make sure I don't have something viral in my glands.

All this sickness has kept me from my paper writing, which I desperately need to do. Still no water, all I can say this is not the Thanksgiving I had in mind.

Halloween

Halloween is just as big in Ireland, well at least Cork, as it is in the States. The only thing about it though, is that it is really only big for parties. No decorations, pumpkins or tons of kids going door to door trick-or-treating. Thursday through Saturday was just night after night of fancy dress (costume) parties and events and clubs, bars, and pubs. Thursday was complete madness. There was hardly any room to walk in the city. The whole student population of Cork most have been out that night. Thursday nights are usually pretty crazy in the city, but this was beyond belief. Practically every single person in some type of costume, every time you passed someone it would be a guessing game. It was difficult to get from one place to the next because you'd strike up conversations with strangers about what or who they were.

Cork is a complete 180 from what I am used to. Never in Irvine have I seen so many students all condensed in one a year. Cork is such a college town and I love it. Being able to walk everywhere makes life so much easier. Cork is definitely some good craic.

But now it is time for me to get serious. I have many papers and test to get through before I set off for Rome, and even after Rome and Scotland I have a lot of work to do. So it is time to stalk up on food (only so i stay away from Lennox) and make myself focus. At least I have something to look forward to.