Hi

Hello all.
I'm coming home for Christmas.

I'll be returning to Europe later on. Maybe not for a while... but I will be back.

Update!

Hello! Long time no talk, so here's an update on everything.
Hadleigh is boring, so I'm leaving.
I'm going up to London, to look for live-in work. Hostel work I'm thinking, or some live-in pub work. Either way, living and working in London.

This weekend I have my interview to get my british passport, and I'm 99% sure i'm getting it. And then I'll receive the actual passport in a week or so, and then LONDON BABY.

Then I'll work until around April, when Levi will come and see me =]
and then homeward bound!
(what a good movie. I love the cat, Sassy.)

whooo

Got myself a job today. Working in a Cafe. It'll be good enough for now, until I find something better. This means I can start saving up for going to Germany and Poland in January. Yay!!

Hangover+grumpy stewardess+josalyne= bad times

So. The stewardess.

Okay, so I flew with Ryanair, and they're great if all you want to wear on your flight is the same pair of jeans and t shirt for a week. If you want to bring a check in bag, it's 30 quid. it's sick. But my flight was 30 quid for there and back to ireland. So I took it, and took a carry on bag with EVERYTHING I needed for a week.

So after my trip, my bag is kinda full of souvenirs, and is a big round, but I knew it wasn't TOO big.

So Ryanair are assholes, and if your bag is over sized or weight you have to pay 30 quid or 25 euros. And I didn't have it. I lost the last bit of my money when I was drunk the night before. Well done me.

So they check my boarding pass, and i try to be all sneaky and walk on by, but this stewardess tells me I have to put my bag in this metal frame so it can be sized. It fit, but it has these little feet, and they got in the way of it getting right into the frame. And she was all "25 Euro. Credit card or cash" and I told her I didn't have it, and if she would just look, she would see it would fit it the little feet weren't there. and she said "Credit card or cash". So now I was pissed off. And a bit drunk still from the night before. I told her I didn't have 25 Euro. and she said: "Credit card or cash" and i told her once again I didn't have it. and she said "it's too big to go on the plane. 25 Euro. Credit card or cash" so I turned to her and said "WHY DOES ME PAYING YOU MAGICALLY MAKE IT SMALLER? DO YOU HAVE A MAGIC SHRINKING POTION ON THE PLANE?!" yeah... way to be, me.

So this guy walks up, grabs ahold of my bag, and gives it a good shove into the frame and it falls into the frame and he yells: "see!? it fits!!" My hero!!

the stewardess gave me an EVIL look, and I went onto the plane.

She offered me a drink later, on the flight. I politely refused. Scared she'd have spit in it.

So. a few things to remember:
1.random strangers can be your hero
2."Credit card or cash"
3.being hungover + grumpy stewardesses can lead to yelling things about magic shrinking potions.


=]
Josalyne Laura

Ireland photos and stories

hello! So. ireland.
I met a bunch of REALLY great people.
and spent time with my friend, Melissa


pictured here with me. haha <3



Me, Skye, Ash, Cass, and Lindsay


Here's me with Caroline, Bree, Amber and Melissa
we're cute.



Dublin at night. So pretty.
I think i was significantly drunk when I took this.



Then Melissa and I took a Paddywagon tour. Three days southern Ireland. It was really amazing. I totally recommend it.

At Clonmacnoise, which was our first stop, we saw amazing ancient graves and celtic crosses



they think that the crosses used to be color. but the paint or whatever they used has been weathered away.

The first night we stayed in Galway (Search the song "Galway Girl" by Mundy. I heard it about 50 times in a week) Galway is a gorgeous sea-side city. Party capital of the country! I got nice and drunk. Not as drunk as Paul, a New Zealand guy who was on our tour. I think his first words the next morning were "ohh... shit" haha. Or something to that extent. Sounds like my last night... but that's a different story =].


The sea in Galway. beautiful.

Big Joe, our tour guide was just marvelous. He told us so many stories, and just joked around with us. Told us about the "Famine Walls" the walls all around the country that the people of Ireland were forced by the English (sorry everyone!) to make during the Famine so they could get food.


Here's a famine wall in the fog.


We visited a wishing well. You have to stand on a raised stone, make a wish and throw a penny behind your head, and hope you get it in the well, if you do, you get your wish. if you don't... well tough! =]


Here's the well, and the raised stone. Where I wished for.... well... that's a secret, isn't it? ;)

we went to The Burren, which was a view of limestone wherever you went. Beautiful.
Here's me, conquering The Burren.



We went to the cliffs of Moher, which were the Cliffs of Insanity in The Princess Bride!! and the cliffs where Dumbledore and Harry go to find the first (and false) Horcrux in Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince.


It was sadly VERY foggy. But I got a few shots.

We stayed in Killarney the next night, Melissa and I went to bed early. I had been partying since the saturday night, and this was now Thursday. haha.

We went to kiss the Blarney stone, which was said to give the kisser the gift of eloquence or "blarney" the gift of gab.


Blarney castle.

oh. and did I mention that to kiss the stone you have to lean backwards off the edge of the castle (SEE HOW BIG IT IS!?) and kiss the stone. An irish man has you around the waist as you're laying on your back, leaning off the side of the castle.. holding you up. sooo scary. but awesome fun.


Here's Paul. he looks headless.


and me. =] I had already kissed the stone and was being pulled back up when Melissa snapped it.

There were gardens around Blarney castle.


here's Melissa holding up a very large rock. =]


Aaaand here's me walking backwards down a flight of very unsafe stairs. They were wishing stairs, and that's what you do... apparently. She could have been making it up. Paul looked at me like I was totally mad. haha. I look very squat here. I'm not actually THAT short. it's the angle. i swear!


There was a cave under a tree, where it's said a Witch is trapped inside a stone. The cave is called The Witch's Kitchen.

We went to the ruins of a castle, called the Rock of Dunamase.
I liked to claim Castles as my own when I was in them. haha

part of the ruins. it was MASSIVE.



Aaand "MY CASTLE!"


The ruins and the land behind. Just wonderful.

And then we went back to Dublin and I got "puke my face off" drunk.
where this was the quote of the night
"I'm really sorry guys! But I just puked EVERYWHERE! And... by 'everywhere' I mean I made it to the toilet!" Thumbs up.

Yeah... well done me. I was grumpy and hungover on the plane the next day, I argued with a stewardess... but maybe that's a story for a different post? =] Enjoy all.

Ireland

Back from Ireland.
What a gorgeous place that one is.
I'll post photos tomorrow, I think.
Don't really have to drive to at the moment.
And I'll tell some stories and things too.

Tomorrow.
(or so haha)

yaaay

Ireland today.
Pictures! Beer! YAY