No Words.

Hey all,
Well, this has been an unexpected post that I'm currently writing. I have been thinking lately about why I become so frazzled when someone asks me, "so, how's Ireland?" and I can't really answer them. I can never decide HOW to answer them is more like it. There is something so unexplainable about this journey that it has become impossible to find the right words to answer that simple question. I can show you pictures, I can tell you where I've been, but there are simply no words that can describe how it really is.
HOWEVER! Being the devoted Grey's Anatomy fan that I am (I would be a trauma nurse if I didn't choose the path of dance in case you didn't know), I may have found something that comes quite close to how I might describe how my experience in Ireland is going. I really connected with this passage from a recent episode and felt that it represented how I have (or have not) changed.
Enjoy! I think it's quite beautifully written.

"When we say things like, people don’t change, it drives scientists crazy. Because change is literally the only constant in all of science. Energy, matter, it’s always changing, morphing, merging, growing, dying. It’s the way people try not to change that’s unnatural. The way we cling to what things were instead of letting them be what they are. The way we cling to old memories instead of forming new ones. The way we insist on believing, despite every scientific indication, that anything in this lifetime is permanent. Change is constant. How we experience change, that’s up to us. It can feel like death, or it can feel like a second chance at life. If we open our fingers, loosen our grips, go with it, it can feel like pure adrenaline. Like at any moment, we can have another chance at life. Like at any moment, we can be born all over again."

So, when I stood at the edge of the cliff in Castlerock with my arms spread out wide, feeling the wind whipping around my face, hearing the crashing of the waves against rock below me, THIS is what I thought and felt all at once (or as closely as words can describe). 

Well, I don't know if any of that made sense whatsoever, but those were just some thoughts running in my head.

Changing the subject, it was an absolutely gorgeous day today in Derry. Bright sunshine without a cloud in the sky. After my choreography class, I suddenly felt the need to take loads of pictures. So here you are! A few of the 67 (yikes! I had no idea!) pictures that I took on my way back from class. = )

The dance studio = )

The view out the window in the dance studio. Who wouldn't be inspired by that?

The Foyle Arts Center (dance is on the third floor)

A random wall that I found.

Rooftops along Strand Road.

Stairs leading up to campus.

A path along campus. All the leaves are changing color! It's beautiful here!

Looking through the trees at the main building (aka Hogwarts)

The sun was starting to go down.

Football practice! (soccer)

Hallway in my flat.

The kitchen through the window.

At my room!

Well, that was me just being silly and having a good time taking pictures of random objects and places.

Okay then my next post will either be about my trip to London or Irish words and phrases.

Till then,

Cheers.

P.S. My room has smelled like cow all day today. I don't mind it, but it makes me feel like I might turn around and see a cow all of a sudden standing in my room!