Game of Thrones

Since I last wrote, I’ve not done a lot since I’m still sick. What I thought was a cold has turned out to be acute bronchitis. Thanks for that, Northern Ireland! I’ve just been attending classes and relaxing in the meantime.

Even though I am still not 100% yet, I attended Sunday’s Game of Thrones tour. I have to say it was most definitely worth it! Even if you aren’t familiar with HBO’s Game of Thrones, stay with me and appreciate the photos!

On the way out for the tour, we stopped at Carrickfergus and saw the castle. Carrickfergus Castle is the best example of a Norman castle you’ll get in all of Ireland (according to our tour guide).

Carrickfergus Castle

We didn’t stay long, as we had a lot more places to catch up with. It’s worth noting that on the way to the next destination, I got my first glimpse of Scotland! It was just a hazy bump rising up from the sea on the horizon, but it’s still exciting to think that Scotland is so close.

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This is where Davos and Melisandre came up from the sea.

Anyway, on with the Game of Thrones commentary… So do you remember when Melisandre gave birth to the shadow baby that assassinated Renly? Remember how she did it in that creepy cave to which Davos took her using his old smuggling tricks? Yep. I went to that cave in Cushendun. It was quite funny really. You see, someone’s private residence is on the other side of this cave. So, in reality, Melisandre gave birth to a shadow baby in someone’s driveway.

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The entrance from the sea.
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And this is where Melisandre gave birth to her shadow assassin.

Alright, so we have the cave under Storm’s End. But where is Storm’s End? Right near Carrick-A-Rede, that rope bridge I previously crossed, in a place called Larrybane. Where we stood is the exact site where they shot the tourney in which we first meet Brienne of Tarth.

In this scene, Renly and his new wife, Margaery, are watching Brienne fight, no, dominate Loras Tyrell. Then Catelyn Stark shows up and, well, you can watch the episode… This scene was actually filmed in a limestone quarry that didn’t look that impressive at first, but once I got to looking it is actually pretty impressive, especially since it is on the sea next to Sheep Island.

Surprisingly, not too far away we found Pyke Harbor. The folks from the Iron Islands weren’t that welcoming to Theon Greyjoy, but they sure were welcoming to us! Pyke Harbor, otherwise known as Ballintoy, was another beautiful location to check off the list.

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Where Theon first arrived back at Pyke.

Ballintoy was actually used quite often. To the left of this area is an inlet where Theon was baptized by the Damphair in the name of the Drowned God, with all that, “What is dead may never die, but rises again, harder and stronger.”

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Where Theon was baptized by Damphair.

The other scene shot here was on the opposite side. I introduce to you Dragonstone where Davos and his son meet Salladhor Saan! If you remember, this is where Davos basically says Salladhor is old and won’t last long as a pirate. To this, Salladhor Saan replies he will only join with Stannis if he can have Cersei. If you watch the show, you know the rest.

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The site of Salladhor Saan’s recruitment.

So what is left to complete a Game of Thrones tour? Let’s see… How about the King’s Road? You’ve got it! The Dark Hedges are the filming location for the King’s Road, where Arya was filmed going back towards the North. We walked the full length of it, but I’m not quite sure which direction I was heading in….

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The King’s Road

That concludes the recreation of my Game of Thrones tour! I’m quite glad I went on it. It was strange to think that Tyrion, the Khaleesi, Arya, and my other favorite characters had been there and at Titanic Studios in Belfast.

Near the end I also had a chat with the driver who took us on the tour and he told me about some filming going on nearby my campus for Castle Black! John Snow is so close, but Robb Stark is still my favorite. To the King in the North!


Day One, Two, Three….

Day one.

Wake up, go to “History of Economics.” The lecture is only two hours followed by a one hour tutorial. This day was a short one. What did I get out of it? Economists like to argue.

There were only five students in my class, and I was the only female. This felt so weird. Sick with a cold, so I then spent the afternoon relaxing and met our final mysterious flat mate. Went for a few groceries, followed by a mandatory residential services presentation. Then I crashed into a deep sleep.

Day two.

Sick still. Went to “Fractals, Chaos, and Complex Systems.” Listened to a quite hilarious applied mathematician poke fun at pure mathematicians, especially topologists. One of my professors in the States is a topologist so I found this extremely amusing. Once again, only five students were in this class, but it was a mix of genders. This is a three hour lecture with a three hour lab on select Fridays.

After class, Twin and I went to the library to get our “fish and chips” textbook, along with my economics textbooks. I’m pretty happy with the fact that two out of my three classes thus far do not require me to purchase any textbooks.  (In case you’re wondering what a “fish and chips” book is, you’ll need to check out the cover of William Flake’s The Computational Beauty of Nature. I thought it was a clever nickname.)

I then spent the rest of the afternoon relaxing, still attempting to conquer this cold.

Day three. Today.

Surprisingly, I have no classes on Wednesdays. This creates a nice relaxing rest day right in the middle of the week, and who couldn’t dig that? So what have I done? Well….

I met up with Twin and three of the German guys to head into the city. Once we arrived, Twin and I signed up for yLink cards, the youth discount system for the train and bus system here. I’m looking forward to having that in 7-10 days.

We also went to the Visit Belfast store and I bought myself two mugs for tea (lots of chamomile with honey right now) and hot chocolate. One of them has the filming locations from Game of Thrones in the shape of the Iron Throne.

Then, we went towards the shopping district and, at long last, purchased some phones. So yes, I am back to being connected to civilization! I wasn’t planning on it, but it seems that the benefits (telling flat mates that I’m not dead, coordinating meeting points, getting a late night taxi, etc.) outweigh the cost (£70).

And then… There was this thing I did… Well, I think it will surprise quite a few people… But…

I got my cartilage pierced! Did you see that one coming?

No, you didn’t see it coming. And neither did I. I’ve been wanting to do it for a while, but I didn’t think it would be today! I’m still letting it sink in.

Anyway, we wandered around Belfast, took in the murals, ate dinner, saw a giant fish, and then came on home.

It’s been a pretty chill day, but now I need to get ready for more studying and my next class tomorrow.


Two Weeks on the Emerald Isle

I’ve now been in Northern Ireland for almost two weeks. Strange, right? It most definitely doesn’t feel that long. However, in this short amount of time I’ve managed to get around to quite a few places on the Emerald Isle.

When I arrived, I was surprised to find the weather quite favorable. I expected rain, but it was sunny and has been since we arrived. Each time I think that, I realize that surely at some point our luck will run out, and we will have miserable rain for weeks on end.

The second thing I noticed, before I even made it through customs, was the wind turbines. I cannot even begin to explain to you how happy I was to see wind power. The fact that I continually see this makes me ridiculously at peace.

After finding one of the staff members from the International Department and the other international students who came on my flight, we loaded up and went to campus only to find that we could not get into our rooms until 14:00, which was a problem as it was only 9:30. Instead, as a first activity, the other students from my flight and I went to the nearby seaside park.

The sea is only a few minutes walk away from my campus.

That first day I was really just happy to get into my room and relax. The highlight of moving in was finding out that one of my flatmates happens to also love Rise Against.

The next several days brought about a pretty tedious orientation schedule, in which I learned that classes actually start a whole week later than I had previously thought. This was great news, because it means more time to explore!

Two days after arriving I joined some of the other international students in Belfast for the first time. On this trip, I met “Twin,” who is also a double-major in math and economics. Why is this worth mentioning? Because I have never met anyone who is also interested in both of these subjects and the type of work I’d like to do after college. It’s crazy to think that we found each other here even though she is from Minnesota and studies in Iowa (not so far from Missouri).

Anyway, we walked around Belfast for the evening, passing both the illuminated City Hall and Merchant Hotel, and dining at the Alley Cat which featured some interesting graffiti decor.

Belfast City Hall
Merchant Hotel
Inside the Alley Cat

The night went pretty well, but I was still clearly exhausted. Twin and I caught a taxi back to campus. I have to say the next night was much more enjoyable, as I met more international students who weren’t American, and I had some pretty good conversations with a few Germans who seemed baffled that I am a woman studying mathematics. I guess there are a lot of things I don’t notice while going to a women’s college….

Saturday was my first excursion out and about in Northern Ireland. All of the international students went to Giant’s Causeway and the Carrick-a-Rede Rope Bridge. I definitely preferred Giant’s Causeway. The views were stunning from the start. Instead of trying to narrate the day, I’m just going to share some photos. Though, I must advise you to keep in mind that these photos absolutely do not do it justice!

Carrick-a-Rede was interesting, but I was unimpressed by the rope bridge. I thought it would be longer or higher up. It’s also gorgeous, but was less gorgeous than Giant’s Causeway in my honest opinion.

Thus concludes week one in Northern Ireland! Sunday night was a good dinner at SoZo’s. Monday was generally uneventful. But Tuesday, Tuesday it got real. I went up to Portrush with a friend. While he was surfing, I read The Essential Gandhi on the beach. Yeah, surfing is a big thing there, with wet suits of course. And yeah, I was reading Gandhi’s writings on a beach… Typical me.

Surfers under a clear sky at Portrush’s West Strand.

When the beach adventure concluded, we went to Dunluce Castle, a recommendation from a friend who previously did the same study abroad program.

We took a bit of an adventure around the castle and the cove below. One thing that struck me as interesting is that people here are more likely to just jump a fence and do as they will, but leave no trash and take only photos with them. In the States I feel like people are more likely to trespass just to destroy things and break the law. It’s interesting to think about how Europeans seem to live in harmony with their surroundings whereas Americans just fence them off and destroy them despite the barriers in place.

As beautiful as the ruins, beaches, and general countryside are, the city of Belfast and its people are just as unique and vibrant! Friday night was Culture Night, and I must say I’ve never seen such a party. Everyone just seemed to be having a good time together as historic and modern Belfast became one.

In one area, I couldn’t help but to get way too excited about the graffiti art covering every surface. There were several local graffiti artists even creating work in the midst of the celebration.

I had a great time running around the city with the other international students. One of the best gems we found that night was a bar filled to the brim with Guinness memorabilia. It was really something to look at.

Twin and I in the bar… or pub? I don’t know Irish lingo…

There were other events filling the evening including…

One thing I noted during Culture Night is that it was a pretty open event. People were drinking, dancing, and having a really good time as children simultaneously ran around. I don’t feel like I’ve even been at an event in the States where it was acceptable for adults to consume alcohol if children were present.

I find that I am enjoying this laid back Northern Irish culture much more than the uptight American culture. People here were also just drinking for leisure whereas at home, I feel like Americans drink to excess more often than not with the goal of getting drunk. There is definitely a drinking culture here, but I’m surprisingly enjoying being around it.

To round out my story of my first two weeks in Northern Ireland, I have to share what I did yesterday. I went with three other international students to hike Cave Hill. Situated at the base of Cave Hill is Belfast Castle. When you get to the top, you can see the city of Belfast to the right, up to Jordanstown (including my Uni) on the left, and the sea. On a clear day you can even see across the sea to Scotland, though we didn’t really have quite that much luck.

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Twin and I at Belfast Castle, pre-hike.
Finally made it to the top!
View of Belfast

So, in summary, I am still alive up here. I’ve been enjoying my free time these past two weeks, and earlier today I had my first class, in which I was the only female. Feels weird after going to a women’s college, but I’m dealing with it.


One More Week

I now have just one more week. One more week of waiting and nerves. One more week to pack. One more week to think, “Wait, I’m going to Northern Ireland?”

It’s strange to think that a year ago I was an International Student Ambassador welcoming new students to my own school. I thought it must be strange to start the school year off in a country that you had never before visited, a whole new continent even. I wondered how they were able to pack all of the things they needed for a semester or year abroad. I marveled at how they were coping with our accents. I was mind-blown at the different ways they handled culture shock, and the time change of course!

Now, I’m asking myself, “How do I fit my life into two suitcases? What if I can’t understand my professors? And how on Earth am I going to sleep with this time change?”

How did I get to this place in life? Well, I suppose I should explain that for those who don’t know. On a whim, I applied to the Irish American Scholars program. Three students from my school were nominated, and only two were accepted. I just happened to be lucky enough to be one of them.

In March, I got my official acceptance. Then, I went to Mexico for a few weeks to study Spanish, because I’m cultured and what not. After I returned home for the summer, a flurry of emails and phone calls to my school and to the University of Ulster ensued. Finally, everything is mostly resolved, I have my round-trip plane tickets, and I’m ready to start packing.

So how do I feel? Part of me is nervous. Part of me still doesn’t believe that I’m studying abroad in Northern Ireland. And part of me thinks I’m crazy because I thought this would never work out while letting me graduate on time (which there is still a small chance it could all fall to shambles). All in all, I’m mostly just ready to get going and start my final year of undergraduate studies!

Farewell, Missouri!