Blogcoven

The Wanderer and I put down a security deposit for a flat yesterday morning. Walking down Westland row on the way back, I noticed a slight ache in the back of my neck. By the time we passed O’Neill’s in Pearse Street, I had it figured out. It was whiplash.

My path into town takes me past the Guinness brewery, so passing by during the day guarantees a few tourist spottings. Today, while on the bus at the stop closest to the brewery entrance, the driver directed a passenger towards the brewery entrance. In case there were more, shyer tourists on the bus, he turned [...]

While attempting to set up an Irish bank account, I remembered another crucial piece of official documentation I needed but had completely forgotten about: the PPS (Personal Public Service) number. This is akin to the American Social Security number, and like a SSN, you need one in order to do most things having to do [...]

After the multi-year, $1,000+ madness involved in getting an American green card (permission to live and work in the States essentially indefinitely), I had a difficult time accepting that the analogous process in Ireland would be so much simpler as to create a divide by zero error while comparing the two. I could not wrap [...]

I’ve neglected my corner of the blog so long I’m surprised there aren’t colonies of spiders and layers of cobwebs blocking my way in. The sad truth of the past year is that I’ve had nothing I wanted to share with the Internets: grim accounts of thesis writing, power struggles with my PhD advisor and [...]