So seeing as I’ve been living in the nations capital for the past 3 months, it was only a matter of time before I blogged about it. It all began when my college co-op placement saw me plucked from the blissful comfort of Limerick student life, and flung out into the hustle & bustle of Dublin City. It was time to face the big bad world and experience ‘adult life’ for a while. How cosmopolitian.
Anyway, so my fellow country folk might be wondering “What is life in the ‘Big Shmoke’ really like?”
Well… let me break it down for you.
Like anywhere it has it’s pros and cons, but let me just begin by saying that,
Dublin is Beautiful.
I don’t care who you are, or where you’re from, if you’ve ever been to the city this is just something you cannot deny. People can be so hostile about the country’s capital, but if they just stopped to take it in for a second they’d realise it’s just as breath taking as the likes of London or New York. No really, I’m serious. Take a stroll down Grafton Street at Christmas time and tell me I’m wrong, walk along the canal or through the Phoenix Park on a sunny day, spend a night in Temple Bar and just try to deny it. You’ll fail, because like it or lump it our capital has character, bags of it.
Dubs aren’t as bad as you think. Loads of people think Dublin is just crawling with scumbags with thick dodgy accents, while an element of that is true, most dubs are actually some of the nicest people you’ll ever meet. Maybe I’m a bit biased considering my dad and half of my family are dubs, so it’s in my blood, but still. 😉
The accent will grow on you. The dublin accent is a bit like marmite, you either love it or hate it. If you’re the latter, it does grow on you despite your efforts to hate it. Seriously though, can you imagine walking down to Croker without hearing the classic “Haaaats scarvess and headbaaands 2 eurroooo?” I’ll admit, it’s no music to the ears, but it does make you lol. (You read that line in your best Dublin accent too, don’t deny it). Be careful before you rip the piss out of the Dublin accent though, because they will give you twice the going over. Once they discover you’re a ‘culchie’ there’s no going back. I’ve lost count of the amount of times I’ve heard “Ahhh ya didn’t get that accent up here an anyway luv, comee ere to me where are ya from?” You can take the girl out of the country, but you can’t take the country out of the girl and all that jazz. Best to keep the head down and try to remain unnoticed.
Ah the legendary Copper Face Jacks, it has claimed even the purest of souls. Again, no matter who you are, or where you’re from, or even how hardcore you think you are, Coppers will break you. It’ll break you in such a way that you’ll still go back for more, even after you swore to yourself after the shame of last time there was no way in hell you were ever setting foot in there again. Oh you’ll be back. Even if it’s just in the hopes that you might reclaim your lost dignity (or your favourite black blazer). You won’t.
Dublin bus is the worst thing ever. Now I’m not just saying this because everyone knows I loathe public transport, it really is the worst thing ever. I’d take 12 Bus Eireann buses over it if I could. Honestly. The only redeemable feature of the service is it’s free wifi. Even at that it’s a push. The stress of trying to have the ‘exact change’ the panic you face when you don’t. Not to mention the judgment from the less than pleased bus driver. If you’re looking for sympathy you’re in the wrong place. Trust me even this face doesn’t work
If you’re smart though you’ll probably have a leapcard or some other long term ticket to avoid such occurances. I have yet to make this move after 3 months. . there’s always tomorrow hey. They also have no concept of time. If the driver of the 7.45 decides he just doesn’t want to show up on a Friday morning, well then he’s not going to show up. You may start walking or hitch hiking.
to name but a few.
Sometimes you’ll feel like you need a tractor just to plough your way down Henry St. It’s a given that in a busy city people will just walk into you. It can be so annoying and frustrating but it’s just another thing you get used to and learn to deal with. People literally walk around with their eyes closed, if you’re not on your A game chances are you’ll be sent flying into a lampost or get assaulted by multiple shopping bags. It’s a jungle out there.
The real world sucks. Living & Working in Dublin has given me a taste of what life will be like after college & lets just say it’s a big wake up call. Forced to drag myself up at 7 o Clock every morning gone are the days of rolling over and staying in bed in college, simply because I just didn’t feel like getting up. Well for the meantime anyway. 😉
Seeing family on a more serious note, the best thing about living in Dublin so far has been being able to see and spend time with family that I previously woudn’t have seen as often. You might think going from living in a crazy student house with 4 of your best friends, to living with your nan is a bit of come down, but seriously I wouldn’t wish to be anywhere else. Never a dull moment with Sheila Keogh let me tell you. If she’s not kicking all of our arses in scrabble, she’s off belting out her solos with her beloved ‘Forever Young Chorus’, or she’s down the road playing bingo, though she’s given that up for lent. (It’s important that I mention that). But really, it’s great to just be able to sit and learn from a woman who’s been through so much in life. Hearing her stories and perspective on life, has given me a fresh perspective on my own. Most of all it’s been great getting to know her better. I know it sounds soppy, but I think I love Dublin even more for giving me the opportunity to spend much more time with such an amazing lady. 🙂 Even if she does fizzin’ beat me at scrabble 😛
P.s Baz it’s great seeing you too. 😛
So there ya go there’s just a little glimpse into Life in Dublin so far. I’ve already acquired so many stories, and I’m sure by the end of my 6month stint I’ll have gained many more. But so far Dublin, you’re not half bad. 😉