Growing up in a small suburb in Dublin, Ireland, I never dreamed that my journey would end up in Los Angeles, California. And now I am making a trip back home, which should have some interesting stories.
So it is 9:57am and my flight is at 5:15pm to Dublin, Ireland. I am sitting at my computer weirdly hoping that something will distract me. I just got a text message from my mother saying "Hi. With kids going 2 mass. Bring black dress as emergency and shoes." Oh my, what am I in for. A black dress? I know I am going to a wedding in France but is she implying something else? Who knows. Usually I am not packed by now. I am running around getting sleeping tablets for my aunt (for some reason irish people like over the counter american sleeping tablets, who knew). I have about 5% left and about 3 or 4 hours to finish. And I am looking out at the good weather hoping it won't be raining too ... read more