Texas is calling

So, I will miss Ireland, but I'm getting ready to go back home. It's taxing taking cabs, riding the bus, and not having more than one towel waiting you get out of the shower. Not to mention using different outlets, coke made with real sugar, and having to walk to and from the grocery store.

Fortunately, today is a slow day at the office.

(hahaha, I'm enjoying this last statement because it seems absurd for me to be spending a day at 'the office' --- daddy goes to the office--- not me. ahhh, well...i do technically work in an office and spend most of my days in a student programing office)

Yesterday I went to see the Book of Kells, such a shame you can't take pictures in the library. The book itself was not much more than an old book--- of course it's very interesting to learn and see about old books-- I do love books, but the page it was on was a pretty boring page filled just by text. There are some beautiful pages with drawings as part of the text, but the page yesterday was sort of bland. Mama may appreciate it more being a calligrapher. I really loved the library though. A classic library-- -floor to ceiling books, lined with busts at each shelf and ladders reaching high to the top of the shelves. I did not get the overwhelming feeling of modern libraries. I get clausterphobic in Evans and have to take a lot of deep breaths to avoid passing out. Kind of a danger for an English major. Daddy says it looks like Harry Potter and I have to agree. Much nicer than the metallic shelves in libraries these days and the two-toned striped carpet that is found in Evans. Honestly, the 6th floor of Evans looks like a football field--- the carpet is striped with two bright shades of green--- it's kind of nausiating. I prefer the 5th floor anyway---they have the best chairs.

So I went to see the Book of Kells and then I went home and watched movies on Youtube. Mermaids with Cher is my favorite from yesterday.

This weekend I also had the opportunity to meet some Londoners. Anna, whom I traveled with to Galway, is working at a music something or other--- through which she has gotten to meet some different musicians in bands and things. They were very nice and here for some gigs over the weekend. I hope they become famous so I can say that I have met them. It was kind of difficult to have a conversation with them because everytime I asked them a perfectly normal question they would stop and say, 'You said y'all again.' I was quite aware of that fact, but they are the first ones I've met to be so excited about it. Then I told them how the official greeting at my university is Howdy and they asked if we ever say Howdy and y'all together. As soon as I said yes they started calling over their friends to listen to me say 'Howdy Y'all.' I know this sounds a little cliche (not to mention ridiculous), but it happened. I'm sure we subject plenty of folks with English accents to this sort of over-excitement when they visit us in Texas, too.

Oh, but it gets better. So you know now that they were English. You also know that they were musicians. So what do English musicians do in their spare time, you ask?

They sing Beatles songs, of course.

It was awesome and so much fun to sit and listen and sing along with them. It was only slightly demeaning when I was able to impress them by knowing most of the songs and even the name of the album of some of them. (Thanks, Annie for your Beatles' obsession and telling me to buy Revolver...) The fact that I enjoyed hearing them sing Beatles' songs just because they were British made our obsessions with each other's accents come full circle. I tried not to make a big deal over how exciting it was to hear them sing those songs....
They also asked if I was disappointed in their accents because they didn't have posh english accents. I was not surprised at all--- for one thing I've been in Ireland and it was nice just to have an accent a bit easier to understand (the English are a bit more understandable). I think they may have been annoying if they had had hoity-toity English accents... I don't know.

It was very nice to meet them and ranks up there with my Dublin experiences. It's nice to visit all of the tourist attractions and see all those things, but those are events that everyone who visits has the same story--- you see it, take some pictures, and walk away. Not everyone that comes to Dublin gets to sing Beatles' songs with London musicians (so it actually sounded good and somewhat realistic).

I am currently hungry, but very thankful there is not a show on at The Mill next week. That means the box office is very slow and I have very little to do (yay!!).

Can't wait to come home!