Please sir, can I have some Moher?

Weirdest thing. We had the same tour bus two days in a row, and this boy Marco found his hat on it the second day. He had thought he lost it. Yay, so happy for him.

Anywho, we took a trip to the cliffs of Moher last weekend. It was a long haul to get there, but so so worth it. I got a million great pictures, and also a ton of steps from climbing various rocks and avoiding cow poop on the paths. On the way there I peered out the window and saw so many cows. They were either mating, achieving homeostasis (peeing), or just grazing with RBF (resting bitch face). Cows are like humans.

The bus driver also gave us facts along the way, and he showed us the ancestral home of Barack Obama. It just happens to be in bumblefuck Ireland. Who would've guessed?!

Here you see Nicole and I pretending to fall from the cliffs. But don't worry folks, I still have my chalkboard. It reads "Just One Moher Picture". I'll let you in on a secret...we weren't supposed to climb this wall. But you know, gotta do it for the picture. After two hours at the cliffs, on a beautiful and actually sunny day, we headed back to the bus. On the way home, we stopped at a place called Burren- pronounced burn. I really have no clue why we went there, but it's just a ton of limestone everywhere. Fun fact: limestone absorbs heat, so it was actually warm to sit on. 'Twas pleasant. I got out my chalk, of course.





That water in the picture is the Atlantic Ocean! It was relaxing to be by the water and away from the hustle and bustle of downtown Dublin.



I decided to get creative with the chalk though, and we found the flattest and biggest rockiest rock and did this:

It says "Northeastern Chemistry 2015". Our chaperones want it to be on the school homepage- like other pictures of study abroad programs. I wouldn't mind seeing my face every time I logged on. It's funny, my face is actually up in one of the main buildings on campus. I'm making liquid nitrogen ice cream in it (for chemistry club), and it looks awesome. I always tell my friends to meet me by my face. They roll their eyes. (and do it anyway)


Back to Ireland, though, we went back on the bus and took a quick pit stop an hour later. When I went to the bathroom, I found grass in my underwear. Thank you nature.



The biggest miracle was when the air conditioning finally turned on in the back of the bus. I finally stopped sweating for a second and got some sleep. Too much info? I don't care. It was a crammed bus with a ton of crabby/hungry students. And it was a four hour bus ride. Vom.


As we pulled off the highway, I saw a guy peeing on the side of the road, on the grass. Only in Ireland?

peace.love.meep
-amyjoy