I was sitting in my car in the parking lot of my condo waiting on my realtor, when I realized life was happening way too fast. I was not prepared to deal with the sudden rush of emotions.
After nearly a year of open houses and losing out on home bids to all cash buyers, we were beginning to lose hope that we would ever own a home in the Bay Area. Then 5 days ago, we got a call from our realtor. He sounded serious…and when he’s serious, you just know that it was going to be another disappointment. Then came the words…
“You got the house!”
I was on the bus heading back home from work and nearly screamed over the phone. I was shocked. STUNNED. I didn’t think the day would ever come! HB was on the other line laughing because he apparently knew before I did.
Panic kicked in. We. Got. The. House.
A part of me started to realize what this really meant. This meant, giving up our quaint little studio in the best part of San Francisco. No more meeting my best friend for impromptu drinks after work. No more evening walks along Fort Mason. No more Sunday morning brunches at our favorite local breakfast spot down the street.
It was about to get real. We were moving to the suburbs. We were becoming adults. (Insert crying emoji here)
So here I am sitting in the parking lot of my condo when I realized that I am now giving up another part of my life. The first ever property that I bought where so many wonderful memories were created. I made two life long friends living in this condo and we were about to put it on the market.
I wanted to turn back time at that point. In a moment of panic, I told myself I’m not ready yet. So many memories flooded my mind. I texted HB that I was feeling emotional. He immediately called me and reassured me that what I was feeling was normal and that it will only get better and that we’ll create new and even happier memories wherever we end up.
He was right. Even though I’m closing a chapter of my life, we were about to venture onto a new one and I wouldn’t want to do it with anyone else but him.
So it’s bitter sweet news. It’s really the end of an era with our city life and come mid November we’ll be starting our life in some place new. I still believe that the best is yet to come.
Full day of walking
This is my 3rd time in Dublin and I was determined to see the Trinity College Library. The last couple of times I just never made it or it was closed when I arrived. I walked up to the ticket booth and asked for a solo ticket. One. Uno. The rate was 11 euros for one adult. The guy at the cashier made small chit chat and then asked me what I was studying. I was a bit confused and then I realized that he thought I was a student. He gave me the student rate and saved me 1.50 euros…total score! Apparently, I’m 36 going on 22.
Behold the Trinity College Library!
Book lover’s dream
Can I get some OOO’s and Ahhh’s? The library is absolutely beautiful and contains the Book of Kells. I was just so happy to finally get to see this. I guess 3rd time’s a charm.
Afterwards, I ventured out into the cold and walked around Dublin. The best part about traveling solo is that you’re not one anyone’s time but your own.
Famous Temple Bar
The temperature was starting to drop so I was rushing to get back home. As I was crossing the bridge, this caught my attention. Just completely beautiful. For a brief moment, I realized how lucky I was to be able to have this kind of experience. So, I stood there for a few minutes just soaking it all in.
I’m finally back at the apartment and it’s 8pm and I realized that I haven’t eaten all day. The time zone difference is just throwing me off. I decided to walk down to the local grocery store and whip up some spaghetti in our nice kitchen.
Cooking dinner in our fancy kitchen
So now I’m lounging on the couch and inhaling my spaghetti while watching Big Bang Theory. I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect day.
It takes a lot of focus to drive on the opposite side of the road. So we’re ending the day with a Guinness to celebrate the fact that we didn’t run over anything.
This stuff tastes so much better in Dublin!
Brazen Head – Dublin Ireland
Today we ventured 3 hours outside of Dublin and the whole time I had John Denver on my mind because this…
Also look at how narrow that two way road is! Cars coming in the opposite direction nearly drove us off the road. That in combination with the pouring rain made our drive a bit miserable. But it was all worth it to see the cute little towns along the way.
Our first stop was Kilkenny Castle. J and I did a Cliffs Notes version of the tour and literally sped through the entire castle in less than 20 minutes.
Glendalough from a different angle
We also stopped by Glendalough to see what nature had to offer. They’re known for their lakes, parks, and beautiful scenic views of the mountains. It’s definitely gorgeous, but I feel like Californians are pretty spoiled when it comes to what nature has to offer.
Powerscourt Estate, Enniskerry
Our last and final stop was the Powerscourt Estate where we ate in front of a beautiful view of the garden. Very bougie no? Except for the fact that I ate like I haven’t seen food in days. Etiquette? What etiquette. We ate lunch at 3:30pm. I would’ve passed out from hunger if I wasn’t too busy focusing on not getting us killed on the road.
I wanted to spend more time here but we had to return the car by 6pm so we ate really quickly and drove back into the city. It literally took us 1.5 hours to drive 12 miles! And I thought bay area traffic was bad. We made it with just 10 minutes to spare before the car rental closed on us.
That was a Guinness well deserved!
Dublin circa 2013
It has been nearly 4 years since I’ve set foot back onto Ireland. I just can’t believe how much time has flown by. The minute I stepped off the plane, I felt an instant wave of nostalgia brush over me. Flashbacks of drinking wine on the rooftop in Dublin, meeting up with friends at a bar in London, or wandering around the wrong side of the neighborhood in Brussels because I was trying to figure out where my hotel was. All of those memories represented a different time in my life…a time where I was jet-setting off every other month in hopes of trying to figure out who I was again. My own sense of independence and identity.
So coming back to Dublin was a bit bitter sweet for me. It reminded me of a different chapter in my life…one where I’ve closed without realizing that I’ve closed it nearly 2 years ago. It also made me realize how far I’ve come to be where I am today…where everything that has happened lead up to this exact moment. The moment where someone unexpected comes into your life and completely turns it upside down…in a different but oh so good kind of way.
*I’m looking at you, HB.
Now back to Dublin! To be fair, this trip is really for work, but I’ll take it nonetheless. To top off the start of my trip …
Helloooo empty row!
Hellooo empty row! I mean this is as good as it gets without having to pay first class airfare. I’m convinced that my friend Jimmy is the curse for finding good seats on the plane. Every time I’m traveling with him, we always end up sitting next to a crying baby. Literally, THIS.
See? Crying baby.
It’s currently raining in Dublin and I’m completely jet-lagged so I’m hiding out in our corporate apartment with a bit of downtime. So blogging I shall do! It has been forever since I’ve blogged about anything really. I guess that is what happens when life happens. So, big news…I got engaged at the end of 2016. Yay!
I am so excited and so overwhelmed at the same time. We’re house hunting, I’m doing a bit of career soul searching, and now we’re planning a wedding/family. I know…is this what being an adult looks like?
Hey HB, why so grumpy?
This trip couldn’t have come at a better time. Tomorrow, J and I are taking one day off to drive out to the countryside about 3 hours outside of Dublin. I’m super excited! It’ll be nice to have a bit of time to explore before my hectic work schedule starts next week. I’ll be sure to take some pictures and post them in the next few days…stay tuned!