Dublin Streets On Tour

We Heart Dublin - Angela Scanlon

2011-10-28T14:44:00.000+01:00

Angela Scanlon
It seems fashion doesn't happen in this town if Angela's not involved - stylist; fashion journo; blogger; hero. Check her out here

Angela in Kelly's Hotel

Best place to eat dins?

My boyfriends, he cooks a mean dinner!

Best place to for cheap eats?

Cornicopia - I'm a seasonal veggie so when I'm feeling virtuous it's the only place.

Best place to booze?

Sheehans or Grogans

Best place to rave?

My back graden at home in Meath, we have awesome fire-lit parties there when the mood hits.

Best place to shop?

Bow in Powerscourt

Best place in Dublin?

Fish and chips in Howth...

Best thing to do in Dublin?

Ice cream in the park. Iveagh Gardens rather than Stephens Green.

Best place for Sunday brunch?

Lennox Cafe or Taste on South William

Grogan's South William Street

Best place to sleep? (For people coming to Dublin)

Kelly's Hotel on Georges St.

Best night out?

Early eats and early drinks after a long days work. The impromptu Thursday session is a Dublin special too and always wonderful!

Best kept Dublin secret?

Hop House on Parnell St has some seriously good sushi. Don't be put off by the decor, it rocks.

What to read for what’s going on in Dublin?

Le Cool

If you had one day left in Dublin what would you do?

I'd hop on a bus, head home and have a rave in my back garden.

India

2011-10-25T11:27:00.001+01:00

India wasn't on our plan initially. A little pique of curiosity would pop up about it from time to time when we were planning our route but I'd never had an over whelming urge to visit. Everyone I spoke to about it was divided on their opinions of it - half loved it passionately, the other half didn't. However, fate took a hand in things when we landed in Bangkok to the worst monsoon Thailand had seen in 50 years. A quick check of every weather website we could find and next thing we knew we were booking flights to New Delhi. Flights are relatively cheap. Skyscanner has become one of the most important websites for us so far for finding the cheapest flights.

Landing in New Delhi was exciting. It was like nowhere I've ever been before, a totally new sensation for the senses. This instantly made me fall in love with it just because it was so different. The intricately decorated trucks with their hand painted signs were… pretty. The constant beeping from every vehicle was endearing. The frantic driving by the calm drivers was fascinating. The friendliness of the staff at the guesthouse when we checked in even though they couldn't speak any English was adorable.

Once we landed our plan was to get a train to Agra to see the Taj Mahal. We were planning on doing it as a day trip and had been trying to book train tickets from the moment we decided we were going to India - approx 3 days. The Indian train system is a gas thing altogether. The Indians swear it works but it is very confusing at first. The Cleartrip website makes it a little easier but still… Tickets are sold for the allocation of seats and you are given a confirmation. They oversell the tickets as people cancel etc and if you book one of these you are put on a waiting list and you can check where you are on the waiting list with the PNR number. This number shows where you were in the queue when you booked the ticket and where you are at the time of checking. You don't get your final position until the charts are done at the station on the day. If your over 10 chances are you aren't getting on but it's like a lottery, you never know. This provided hours of entertainment for the first few days, it was like gambling as we had booked loads of trains so checking it to see where we were was like a game. Naturally the novelty quickly wore off. We never did win the lottery and make it to the Taj Mahal.

Not making it on the train to Agra meant we had the chance to explore New Delhi. It was overwhelming, but in a good way. We had a lovely Tuk Tuk driver who we paid for the day to bring us on a whistle stop tour of the city. it's the only way we've seen Delhi but it felt like the best. We saw all the landmarks as well as day to day Delhi life - the Red Fort, Humayun's Tomb, the spice markets, slum life, elephants on the street, local restaurants for lunch etc. It also felt secure. We're be two confident girls but both of us felt more at ease with a local on our side.

India seems to be working really hard on changing the way women are seen in their society - there are billboards and ads in the papers highlighting women in a positive nature (weird in itself to a western woman) but it hasn't quite spilled down all the way to men of India. We were careful to be respectful of the Indian cultures and traditions when we were getting dressed and covered every little bit of skin we had however nothing prepares you for the uninhibited stares from the men. You get used to it after a while but there is no efforts at discretion when it comes to their staring. They are going to stare you down whether you like it or not. On the other side of the coin, for all the staring they do, as a woman you suddenly become invisible when it comes to queueing or being served. We were next in line on a number of occasions and Indian men cut in front of us. Even when we tried to assert our position, the men behind the counter simply served the men. I'd be interested to return to India in 10 years to see if the women's movements efforts makes any difference.

We left Delhi and made our way to the beaches of Goa. We'd imagined beautiful white sand beaches and weren't wrong however the rubbish (and cows) on the beaches is really off-putting. I was reading Shantaram while we were in India and because of xxx beautiful depiction of the India and its inhabitants tried to get out of a western mind set and try to get under the skin of the Indian nation. It was really hard though. The rubbish everywhere is just hard to deal with no matter how you try to rationalise it as part of the culture. Same goes for the incessant spitting. HUP.

Again, inspired by our readings and people harping on about the friendliness of the Indians, we were really surprised by how rude we found them. We really tried our best to get beyond the abrasiveness and find the warmth but by golly it was difficult. We have no doubt the people we spoke to weren't lying about the joy they found in the Indians but we were at a loss to find it and we were really sad about this.

We eventually got on a train to Kerala to visit an Ashram but after a not very pleasant 19 hour trip decided we'd given India our best but it was time to leave the land of the surly and head to the Land of the Smiles. We booked flights and bid India farewell. Our last memory of India was flying out of Mumbai. It really is such a shock and an extremely humbling experience to see the slums of the city as you fly out. Elsewhere poverty lives next door to salubrious homes but the sheer extent of the slums is hard to grasp.

Honestly, it feels disappointing to come away from India feeling like this as we really wanted to like it and tried so much not to be ignorant westerners storming in with our expectation of how things should be and try to understand their ways. We failed. What makes it all the worse is every time the Indians asked if you were enjoying their country they seemed so proud and happy to accept any affirmations as a personal compliment to them. Maybe we just needed to try harder. Or be men.

Main attractions:

The Golden Triangle of New Delhi, Agra (Taj Mahal) and Jaipur

The beaches of Goa - Anjuna; Palolem; Colva;

Kerala Backwaters

Hampi

Kernataka

Calcutta

Ashram - Kerala

Holy city of Varansai

Mumbai

Lonely Planet India

Packing List

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Little and large... but mine has wheels

If I heard one more time "You'll pick up anything you need on the way" when I was getting ready to leave I probably would have vomited. As someone who thinks your clothes communicate as much about you as a person as any other way you communicate with people, I wasn't ready to pack 4 t-shirts, 2 pairs of shorts and a pair of flip flops. I understand the whole joy of just being able to throw on the aforementioned outfit however that doesn't fill me with joy so why pretend. One thing that that's really become apparent to me since I've left is that just because you're going 'traveling' doesn't mean to instantly have to change into a different person, the typical backpacker traveller. You don't have to change the way you dress, you don't have to stop doing the things you like doing - you just have to take those things and make them work for you and have an open mind to what else you might discover.

So back to the packing. I don't have a backpack but my bag is approx the same size as (a big) one. The baggage allowance mostly on international flights is 23kg and domestic is 20kg so I aimed for 20kg. At check in I ended up with 28kg, Oops. So it's obvious I'm not the lightest traveller but we haven't paid for excess baggage once (on international or domestic flights) and at the time of writing the bag currently weighs 21kg. AND we've gotten trains and buses with no problems, we're as agile as you like, and without back pain from a back pack.

What did I pack?

Beach/Day dresses x 12

Night dresses x 7

Day skirts x 5

Night skirts x 3

White vests x 8

T-shirts/tops x 7

Cardis/cover ups x 5

Cotton trousers x 3

PJ bottoms x 2

Shoes x 8 (Gladiators, gold evening flats, 3 x flat sandals, converse, chinese slippers for beach, espadrilles - this reads very excessive but they take up no room)

Belts x 5

Bras x 6

Pants x 12

Socks x 15

Towel x 1

Scarves x 4

Bags x 4 (beach, evening clutch, bumbag, day bag)

Hoodie x 1

Bikinis x 6

Jewelry x loads

If I posted that on the Lonely Planet forum I can imagine the gasps of horror but a month in and I can honestly say the only thing I overdid it on is the socks. I've used or worn everything. Sure I could have survived with less, but where's the fun in that?

We Heart Dublin - Philly McMahon

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Philly McMahon
One half of Thisispopbaby, Philly is also the man with the plan when it comes to theatre in Ireland. He writes; directs; produces. Upcoming is brand spanking new musical Alice in Funderland. Produced by the Abbey, it's the first time they've produced a musical in thirty years!

“THISISPOPBABY are redefining theatre for people left cold by traditional drama” – The Irish Times

Philly McMahon at the Project Arts Centre

Best place to eat dins?
I'm a sucker for a bit of home cookin' - I'm a bit of a fussy c*%t, so I never feel like I'm getting what I really want from a restaurant. You can't beat an auld cycle out to yer Ma's gaff for a bit of TLC. This tip is probably not helpful to anyone who doesn't own a bike, or know where my Ma lives.

Best place for cheap eats?
Ten Euro Bento Box before 7pm everyday in Ukiyo on Exchequer Street. The staff are fun and attitude free and the food is super fresh and really filling. You can even pop downstairs for a bit of Karaoke if the mood takes you afterwards.

Best place to booze?
Gayers get thee to Pantibar on Capel Street - great atmosphere, especially when the hostess herself is propping up the bar. Straights - what's your problem? Why won't you try a same sex relationship? Are you afraid you might like it? Sheesh - live a little already! Mixed - check out the Bernard Shaw in Portobello - diverse, dingy and divine (in the right light) - some of the best sessions have started (or ended) here.

Best place to rave?
I like the singles over 30's dances at Barry's Hotel on Great Denmark Street.

Best place to shop?
Fanci Smancy Vintage - this gorgeous little Aladdin's Cave is tucked away in a basement beside the Central Bank under a shop called Flip - there's some really great finds, you'll find.

Best place in Dublin?
Project Arts Centre is a haven for culture vultures - it's our coolest arty spot and you can nearly always take a chance on a show here. It's in the heart of Temple Bar and whether it's experimental post dramatic theatre, contemporary dance or a good old comedy - you can usually find something to your taste in the big blue house.

Best thing to do in Dublin?
Go to the Phoenix Park - it's one of the biggest enclosed city parks in the world, is home to a gorgeous herd of Fallow Deer who have been there since the seventeenth century (well their grandaddies were). Rent a bike or go walking at sunset - it's heaven.

Best place for Sunday brunch?

Odessa - I bet everyone is saying that, but it's a great spot for a fry up and a glass of bubbly. Mmmm

Best place to sleep?
It all depends on your budget. A real bargain for people with champagne tastes and beer bottle pockets is The Town House on Gardiner Street. it's essentially a posh B&B set in Georgian splendour - they are reasonably priced and do a killer breakfast. It you've got cash to splash check out the The Clarence, The Morgan or The Morrisson (as featured in The Rules of Attraction) - all great hotels.

WAR in Andrews Lane Theatre

Best night out?
For young energetic tourists, I'd recommend WAR in Andrews Lane Theatre every Friday. It's like an episode of Skins on acid, covered in WAR paint. It's not for the faint hearted - but you definitely won't leave disappointed.

Best kept Dublin secret?

The Royal Oak pub in Kilmainham - worth the short trip out of town - look it up!

What to read for what's going on in Dublin?
The Ticket in The Irish Times usually has most of what's going on. Everything else can be found with a clickety click of the Googleplex.

If you had one day left in Dublin, what would you do?

Gather some friends, some booze and go play rounders in the park.

Bottle Beach Thailand

Where's your favourite place to travel to outside of Dublin?

I've been to Thailand a few times and it's somewhere I could return to again and again. Incredible food, friendly people, excellent service and the most beautiful beaches. On a more adventurous trip I travelled to Khao Sok National Park where you can stay in a treehouse in the jungle. It was equal parts divine and terrifying - the natural noises from the jungle at night will either lull you to sleep or scare you into a shivering mess. More recently friends took me to a really special secluded beach on party island Koh Phangan. Reluctant at first (Full Moon parties don't float my boat), I was surprised by this slice of paradise tucked away on the far side of the island. Accessible by water only and with just some beach huts and cafes lining the beach, this isn't for the thrill seekers (although a guide will bring you to and from the Full Mooners if you're so inclined), it is instead a place where you can really relax. Everything you spend goes on a tab that you settle on leaving, so there's a real sense of stepping out of life for a few days. The food is unbelievable and you can snorkel, get a massage or watch pirate movies with other travellers. Highly recommended! www.bottlebeach.com

'The Route'

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Traveling is all about the unpredictability of where you'll end up. Or so I'm told. I'm way too much of a planner slash control freak for that kind of carry on but I came up with a way that would satisfy my OCD tendencies and still give us the freedom to travel around ad hoc. The joyous wonder that is the sheets of Excel became the host for what we'll now call 'The Route'. Viva Glam.

Why bother with a loose week by week breakdown? Well it meant when we went in to book our Round-The-World ticket we'd have an idea of how long we wanted to spend where and make sure we got in everything we wanted to see. It also meant it was easy to let friends know where we were going to be should they wish to visit us!

Month Week Date Flights Things of interest Proposed places Country Continent
Sept 1
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Once we had 'The Route' we made our joyful way into Trailfinders where we booked the Round The World ticket. I was shocked at the bargain these RTW tickets were. We managed to get in all of SE Asia, Oz, The States and home for approx 1700 blips and when a return trip to Vietnam is coming in at 1200 it feels like even more of a bargain. Nod of approval for RTW tickets.

Let's get Technical, Technical. I Wanna Get Technical

2011-09-30T18:26:00.000+01:00

Hello, my name is Andrea and I'm a technology addict.

Not in the traditional sense however, as in I need to have all the latest gadgets and gizmos. Oh no, nothing as interesting as that. More that I hate to be without my necessities - phone, email, internet. Although for the duration of this trip I'm going to try and reign in my addiction I'm certainly not ready to go cold turkey. Here's what I found out trying my plan my techno hits.

Mobile

Pay-As You-Go

I settled for changing my phone to a pay-as-you-go tariff. Why? I wanted to keep my number; I'm pretty lazy so didn't want to have to sign up to new networks, plans etc and also I really wasn't planning on using my phone that much. Pay-as-you-go meant I'd have it there for letting Mum know we were safe and in case of emergency and could top up as I needed. It would also encourage me to stay off data - aka operation internet shut down.

International SIM

These seem to be getting much more popular these days. MaxRoam appear to have the best offerings, for Ireland anyway.

Local SIM's

This was a recommendation from many people however, as we're not really staying anywhere for more than a few weeks, didn't think this would work as a main mobile solution. However, local SIM's are cheap so we may pick them up when we're going to be in the region for long enough and we need them.

Laptop

I had a Sony Vaio which I totally hearted, however it was way too heavy to bring with me. It was time to step over into the darkside and embrace an Apple. I was torn between an iPad and Mac Book Air (11 inch). Weighing up the options the Mac Book Air won out. They weigh in and around the same weight but you have much more functionality with the MBA and it's oh so pretty. Also, we were counting on using the laptop for downloading movies and watching DVD's and you can buy the Mac Book Air SuperDrive for the DVD functionality. The iPad was winning for reading books on but given we were going to chase the sun, I was worried about its functionality in the sun. Investing in a Hard Drive was also a winner for bringing a number of movies with us and for storing pics, music and films along the way. We went with a 500GB LaCie hard drive in case you're wondering.

eReader

Not as straight forward as you think. There are two types of readers - ones that replicate paper (eInk) or LCD which is backlit. The benefits of the eInk ones are a longer battery life and they are easier to read in the sun.

I was all set to buy up the Amazon Kindle but on closer inspection (and direction from lovely Conor) you are bound to buying only with Amazon. They are the greatest online book store for sure but subconsciously it gets my back up when these type of restrictions are forced upon you. Sony has gorgeous little ones that range from the basic functionality all the way up to 3G and WiFi enabled (not necessary but nice).

Camera

Stuck with what I already had from the Dublin Streets days - the trusty Canon PowerShot G11.

We heart Dublin - John Mahon

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Even though both of us at Dublin Streets are leaving the joyous city, we'll always have a continuous, pasionate love affair with Baile Átha Cliath. Whilst we're on our way out, there are loads of peeps on their way in. We're always being asked by visitors to Dublin what are the best things to do. We're pretty lazy so we put it up to the people we'd ask ourselves to tell us their favourite bits of Dublin. We then photographed them in their favourite Dublin hangout. Enjoy.

JOHN MAHON

John is the big boss man at the Bernard Shaw, part of the mothership Bodytonic. He's also the man behind sporadic clubnight HSSH.

John Mahon in the Bernard Shaw

Best place to eat dins?

The Winding Stair for the view and all round ambience; Juniors for top nosh, buzz and an excuse to have a pint during the usual wait for a table; Coppinger Row for the grub and banter with the guys who work there and Mulligans in Stoneybatter for the attention to detail with food & drink.

Best place for cheap eats?

Apriles across the road from The Bernard Shaw; Odessa for their fiver meals; Captain Americas for delicious nostalgia.

Best place to booze?

I do most of my boozing (and living) in The Bernard Shaw so there I suppose but when I break out I like Grogans for Sundays; The Old Stand for killing time and late afternoon pints and maybe Slattery's after stretching the legs.

The Bernard Shaw

Best place to rave?

Total bias once again but I clock in for raving at The Twisted Pepper. There's not a lot of great club spaces in this town unfortunately. Music venues, yes, but not the small dark rooms with good soundsystems I like. There are plenty of spots with unrealised potential though.

Best place to shop?

The internet. I hate real world shopping. I get palpitations.

Best place in Dublin?

I couldn't possibly name one, Dublin is a city of a thousand reasons to love and hate it at the same time.

Best thing to do in Dublin?

Walk from the Martello Tower in Sutton to Howth village on a sunny day.

Take the DART to Bray, look out the window between Dalkey & Killiney.

Check out all the food and farmers markets.

Go to IMMA.

Phoenix Park & all the other things under my nose I don't fully appreciate.

Best place for Sunday brunch?

Odessa, Juniors, Dillinger's

Best place to sleep for people visiting Dublin?

The Grafton Guesthouse and Kelly's Hotel are bang central; nice and simply designed and relatively cheap.

Best night out?

I'm usually working weekends but when I do bust out I tend to look for promoters rather than regular nights. Nightflight, Lunar Disko, Diskotekken & Downtownsounds all put on regular shows I like. For a guaranteed laugh regardless of what's on I'd probably go to Ukiyo or The South William.

The South William

Best kept Dublin secret?

Do the aforementioned Sutton to Howth walk- pack some ham sandwiches & ales, look for the old telegraph poles half way around, sit down - eat; drink and breathe in the view.

What to read for what's going on in Dublin?

Le Cool, Totally Dublin, Entertainment.ie, Bodytonic forum

If you had one day left in Dublin what would you do?

Have a pint and pretend its not going to happen.

Where's your favourite place to travel to outside of Dublin?
New York, hands down. For all the obvious reasons and for the thousands of little reasons you find every time.

The Suitcase

2011-09-17T14:41:00.002+01:00

Now, I know how boring this sounds but believe me, I never knew there was so much to suitcases. And it is really boring but so were the 50 gazillion hours I spent on the internet trying to figure out the best option to pack my treasured fashions in.

So I started out where all good travelers start on the travel blogs. BIG MISTAKE.

It started off with some talk of backpacks. BLEUGH. I feel exactly the same about backpacks as I feel about flip flops in the city. Disgusting. Let's be honest, we live in a pretty modern world these days, even the more remote places have discovered the wheel. The only time I can possibly think you'd need to put a bag on your back is, em.. never. And the more I read, the more I found seasoned travelers saying the same thing. Wintown.

Once I'd pacified my mind that a suitcase was the right decision, it was time to talk size. Never in my whole life have I thought about the litreage of a bag. Back to the trusty travel forums and the recommended literage was 45 litres. This meant nothing to me but it sounded pretty big and this was spoken of as the largest you would need. Well... on inspection, 45 litres is tiny. Fair enough, I'm not planning on hiking up any mountains or walls or anything in fact and if I was 45 litres would be perfect for carrying. Me on the other hand if you remember - lying and festivals. I'd be able to handle much bigger. Ahem.

After searching all baggage shops and websites, the bag I found to be the complete winner was the Wander-Full Duffle with Wheels from Samsonite.

Why was this perfect for me?

1: It's Fuchsia. The only other colour that could have trumped it would have been a gold one.

2: It's big (111 litres) but not too big. Because of the design, you can tighten the straps and it becomes much smaller.

3: It has different compartments inside. I'm pretty OCD when it comes to where things should go so it means everything has a place in my bag.

4: It's on wheels but also has multiple handles in places that make it easy to throw onto a boat; onto a TukTuk etc

Working 9 to 5

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Handing in my notice was terrifying, once I did this there was no going back. I honestly loved my job in Thinkhouse and couldn't imagine life either not working or not working there. But at the end of the day - another deep moment - you have to branch out and give everything a go. I'd never been travelling and was starting to get bored. Not of my job but of working. Of going to the same places every weekend. Of hanging out with the same people all the time (I obviously love these people very much - sound forevs!) Everything was just getting a bit samey.

I was stuck in a weird place too. I was slowly shifting out of the joyous party lifestyle I'd enjoyed for em, let's say a couple of years. But also, totally wasn't ready to batten down the hatches, embark on a mortgage, husband and kids. In my eyes, this year was going to give me time to get over the hump.

I wanted to be sound and give enough time for replacements to be gotten, handovers to happen etc so gave three months notice. My tip for the top here is to give as little notice as is possible. You try really, really hard to stay focused but the whole time you have a song running through your head:

'I'm going to be travelling the world soon. I'm going to be travelling the world soon. I'm going to be travelling the world soon. I'm going to be travelling the world soon. La la la la la....."

In my instance, I was lucky enough to be able to enjoy the luxury of a sabbatical. This is something that doesn't happen very often from what I can gather from various peoples reactions when I told them I was taking a sabbatical. I did however have to contend with the possibility of just giving up my job and at thirty, this is something that you don't decide on easily.

However, the way I finally got to the point of making the decision was, corny as it sounds, you do only live once. You have one chance at this and although I loved my job, the six years could blend into one. This one year would stick out forever. Nike really did hit the nail on the head when they said, Just Do It!

Where In the World?

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All guns blazing, it was time to figure out where the hell I was going.

I decided there were two passions I wanted to indulge: Lying & Festivals

THE LYING PART

I wanted to lie down for a substantial amount of time with lashings of Vitamin D penetrating my skin. Given that I was aiming to leave around August/September this meant we* were going long haul first. This kind of meant we were going to South East Asia. We planned to cover off all the obvious ones - Thailand; Cambodia; Laos; Vietnam. India kept popping it's head up but we'd heard really mixed reports about travelling in India but in the end we decided to give it and Sri Lanka a go.

Optimum lying in Thailand 2009

While you're down that neck of the woods, it's kind of remiss to skip Oz. Weirdly enough, I've never had any urge to visit Australia so this came as a shock to me that I was considering it. Michelle on the other hand has been 'travelling' for the last two years and has spent most of her time there. I figured in for a penny and all that.

New Zealand was a runner for a while if it coincided with the Rugby World Cup. All those big arms and thighs in one place...swoon. However, stinger for us, we were going to be too late for that and going back to the objective of maximum Vitamin D, we ruled New Zealand out because of the temperature. And before you argue, yes, it's still warmer than Ireland but we're after the really good stuff of more than 24°.

THE FESTIVALS PART

I started off by making a list of all the festivals I wanted to go to.

The Secret Garden Party

Berlin Festival

Kate at Sonar 2011

It looked like the next stop was the glorious US of A. Apart from festivals, there were a few more stops we wanted to get in while we were over yonder.

Vegas - I used to dream of getting married here. Suitably tacky, I imagined the white Dynasty dress, and an Italian American who ran the show (the glamorous, romanticised version of course not the new fangled gangster version) etc. I've moved on and now expect that I won't be too fond of it but it would be a crying shame not to get a goo of where my matrimonial magic could have happened.

New York - My Godmother lives here for one. She was my style inspiration growing up - always full of jewels; every type of accessory; frills and flounces and big shoulder pads. Also, because it's NY and I ♥ NY.

Florida - Obsessed with CSI Miami, end of.

Mexico - surely we could get some lying in here. We'll probably be tired after the festivals!

Denver & Dallas - Surely they had museums for the holy grail of TV - Dynasty and Dallas? On closer inspection this was ruled out as apparently not many people want to visit such a museum. Philistines.

Cuba - All I heard from everyone I spoke to was 'You have to see it before it changes'

Canada- to visit our other Dublin Streets half - Matt.

Then for the home stretch, we'd venture around Europe for the festivals and lying where we could. Only a loose plan exsists so far for Europe as it's a long way away.

Dynasty: Oh the Glamour

The Finale

I've always been obsessed with Italy - from the food; the wine; the sun; the men - It's got it all. I decided it was only fair to finish off with a whole month travelling up and down the country. I simply cannot wait!

Gratuitous pic of Italian rugby team thanks to
Dolce & Gabbana

We controversially left South America out as we just couldn't fit everything in. Next time.

*I forgot to mention I was going with my dearest and very gas little sister, Michelle. We're pretty different but intrinsically we have the same buzz going on. A major bonus of going with family is that little battles never become bigger wars. Well with us anyway.

what the hell are we doing?

2011-09-09T18:17:00.001+01:00

There we were - working away in Dublin, having what should have been the time of our lives. And we were. But all of a sudden it felt like there should be something *else*. Not sure what that was, the only solution that sprung to mind was to go travelling and try and figure out what that something else was. Ha, not even stepped on a plane and already sounding like a hippy. Gas.

The decision to go travelling was something that was made very quickly but not easily. I loved my job; loved my apartment; loved my friends; loved my social life.... did I really want to give it all up? I decided the best thing to do was rip the plaster off before I was able to re-stick it. Deciding on a Monday night in bed, I handed in my notice on Tuesday.

What now?

Once the decision was made, that wasn't the end of me wondering if I was doing the right thing. Oh no. I spent hours lying awake in bed going through the reasons I should stay and why I should go. At the end of the day I came to the conclusion, and this is going to be really deep...... why not?

Now all that was left to do was plan the type of trip I wanted.

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