A brief breakdown of my first week living in Dublin.
I have been back in Dublin for just over a week now. Here are a few things that have happened to me:
1. I met a guy at the airport.
I'm going to write an actual post about this, but I met a guy at the airport. I didn't meet him in the airport, we were talking long distance for almost 3 months and he picked me up from the airport, but I had that cheesy, meeting for the first time at the airport experience. Yes, it was magical. I felt like I was in 'Love Actually' and my heart exploded with feels.
2. Immigration is scary.
First thing I had to do was register with the GNIB (Garda National Immigration Bureau). I will admit that this is completely my fault, I had yet to register and my last day to register was nearing quickly. I almost got deported twice this past week. It's alright, we can laugh about it now. I had to spend 5 hours on the phone with immigration offices and embassies in order to get an appointment before my deportation date. I've never been more grateful in my life. I was also fortunate enough to have a lovely gentlemen accompany me to the immigration office and wait for 3 hours with me to get my visa approved. I owe him big time for that one. Sitting in immigration for those 3 hours also made me realize just how lucky I am. I'm fortunate enough to be a young Canadian girl. I hardly get questioned and I don't have children or a spouse back home. I really got to see the struggle that a lot of people go through to immigrate and my heart reaches out to them. So many people are braver than I, and I have nothing but respect to give them.
3. I got an Irish phone number.
Ok... What the fuck is with these numbers? Coming from Canada I'm use to really simple looking phone numbers. I have never had to dial +353 before any number before. This confused me a lot, and I'll be honest I'm still getting used to it. I'm still using WhatsApp to talk to everyone. I'll let you know if anything changes.
4. I met a guy's family.
This was a little strange for me, I've not met a guy's family in a long, long, long time. I will say that they are all actually incredible. I think I expected to feel awkward and have to be perfect around them, but they are amazing people. They've made my
experience here a lot easier, and I can credit each and every one of them individually for at least one awesome thing I've learned this week.
5. I went to a christening.
Yep. I did this. I went to a christening with the family of the guy I've been seeing. All I can say is that the Irish know how to do these things properly. The last christening I went to involved church then sandwiches and that was it. I got pretty tipsy at this one, so all-in-all I will give this experience a 8/10. I'm subtracting a point for going to church and subtracting a point for being extremely nervous to be around that many family members and people I don't know.
6. I got a job!
I got a job on my sixth day here. I have to credit this guy for that as well, he set me up the interview. I know... I owe him a lot and I'm not even done my list. I swear I've done a lot on my own too! I'm still making coffee, I'm just making Irish coffees now ;)
7. I learned how to bet on horse
This was fun! We're not supposed to gamble outside of casinos back home, so this was a lot of fun. I only lost 10 euro, which I will consider to be an accomplishment.
8. I finally learned to take the bus on my own.
I was here back in Jananuary and was always way too afraid to take the bus. Dublin buses are A LOT different from back home so I was always very intimidated. I now take two buses to get to work in the mornings... YAY!
9. I found a place to live.
Kudos to me, right? I'm only a week in and I found somewhere permanent to live. I'm a real adult now.
10. I learned that I'm not supposed to drink on Good Friday.
...So I drank on regular Thursday.