Friday, August 2, 2024

Dingle 12: Postscript and group photo dump

 Friday August 2 Declan McCabe - Thanks

As Jarret so eloquently put it in his recent blog post: “….if I am never to return, I can gladly say that Ireland will forever hold a special place in my heart.” I feel the same way, and not just because I’m an Irish immigrant. This trip facilitated getting to better know a wonderful group of Biology, Environmental, Biochemistry, and Psychology students than can ever happen in a course on campus.

Paul and I and our Sacred Heart University collaborators in Dingle, and Peggy Imai in the St. Mike's Study Abroad office can plan a successful set of activities that accounts for safety, weather, seats on planes, boats & buses, accommodation, food, nets, waders, field guides, and even the tides (for the most part). But we can’t plan for successful group dynamics as 12 students get to know each other by living in close quarters with up to 6 roommates they barely knew the day before.

Certainly, there were minor bumps in the road as group members knocked the rough corners off each other and figured out the necessary compromises to survive with minimal friction in a youth hostel in a foreign country. The usual ailments occurred at the frequency one might expect in a group of 14 for two weeks, and every bottle and box from the “medicine bag” of over-the-counter, familiar US medicines, Band-Aids, and blister patches was opened. But this group rose to the occasion in style.

Group leaders like Paul and myself choose to run study courses….or not. And this student group, in common with the 2023 group, have cemented my very high opinion of Saint Michael’s College students. They pulled together, had each others’ backs, played hard, and worked hard in a spirit of mutual respect.

So would I do it again? Emphatically YES!

For your high energy, enthusiasm, compassion and grace in an alien culture, and work ethic, thank you:  Lydia, Maeve, Sarah, Hunter, James, Tyler, Jarret, Sawyer, Nathan, Kaylee, Rebecca, and Riley.

To all of your families for trusting us with your students overseas: a huge thank you. One parent gave us advice as we left: “Don’t lose him”.  We didn’t! Although I wonder if a small piece of his heart is still in Dingle.

Finally, an enormous thank you to Peggy Imai for getting us there, our SHU in Dingle hosts, John Liston’s team of bus drivers/local experts, and Kevin Flannery and the staff of Oceanworld Aquarium in Dingle. None of this would have been possible without your generous collaboration.











Dingle 11: Home at last and a celebration of fellowship

 Saturday July 20 Jarret Muzzy - The Journey Home after Time Well Spent

        At last, the day finally came that we had to head home. Many were excited to be going home. Getting to family and friends, going back to work, sleeping in their own beds. Some were a little more reluctant to leave the Irish countryside. At least one wanted to stay and become a sheep farmer. Nevertheless, after two exciting weeks, it was time to leave. So, following a three hour bus ride, a seven hour plane flight, another four hour bus ride, and finally a thirty minute drive crammed in the backseat of a truck, I arrived back at the place I call home.
        Having been home for a couple of days now, I’ve been asked multiple times what my favorite part of the trip was. Some easy answers to give include the planned activities we did like sea kayaking, the Sea Safari, and deep-sea fishing. Though these are the answers I typically give, and yes, they were certainly great, I wouldn’t say they are what I will remember as being the best.
        In fact, the part of the trip I think I will miss the most is just about everything else. When I look
back on this trip in 10 years, what I hope to remember are the feelings I had walking down the streets of Dingle, playing guitar on the lawn (though others may have differing opinions on just how memorable that was), those late night games of cards where we had way too many people to play the games right, accidentally making a pretty good Alfredo sauce with no guidance other than “use heavy cream and Parmesan”, watching hurling, Gaelic football, and the Euros in Paul Geaney’s Pub, introducing Grace (a seven year old who’s family stayed a couple nights at the hostel with us) to the game of baseball, and just getting to spend time with the rest of my classmates.
        Hopefully someday I will have the opportunity to return to Ireland. I am certainly going to miss those beautiful views the Irish countryside has to offer, all the kind people we met, Quesa Dave’s, and that cool summer air. But if I am never to return, I can gladly say that Ireland will forever hold a special place in my hear
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Saturday, July 27, 2024

Dingle 10: The Blasket Center and Historic Tour

 Wednesday July 17 Kaylee Scott - Fire Alarms, History, and Card Games

Door-to-door bus service

In the early morning hours of Wednesday the seventeenth, the fire alarm went off in the hostel for the first time. Many of us were all brought together in the main hall at around 1:30 am, while others decided to remain in bed and chance the possible fire. As a result of learning how temperamental the fire alarms were, McCabe sent out a possible fire alarm warning while other patrons were cooking, telling us not to be alarmed. It was an early start to our day. After being reassured that it was nothing more than someone smoking in a bathroom, we all headed for bed once more.

Then we all rushed to get ready in the morning as per usual. Most of us at this point have an early morning routine and have figured out the best times to shower, eat, and quickly throw together our things for the day's adventures. Though today we were lucky and were told that we didn’t have to stress over making a packed lunch. We all piled into the bus this morning, with our bags and sweaters. The weather here appears cold, though most times you end up taking layers off.

Lord Ventry's (1736–1824) "humble" abode.
Now Coláiste ĂŤde, an Irish language girls
boarding school.

I forgot sunscreen yesterday and fought off sun poisoning today. So a lot of the day is a blur. The bus makes for good napping opportunities. Which several people take advantage of. I have loved racing down the bumpy roads, on the left side, while stopping and restarting when there is another car on the one car length stretches. We got to explore more sites and got lots of pictures. Everyone has been iNaturalisting, some in serious competition. Which has been another source of entertainment. Our first stop on the trip was the old Lord’s house which was converted into an all girls boarding school. A school that parents all over the country send their daughters to. We stayed outside as our tour guide, Kevin, gave us a history of the building and then ventured along the path outside.

The window through which
one classmate squeezed three
times to ensure good health.

From there we went to a graveyard. We learned that many people have been buried in the hills or in other patches of land. Though in this cemetery there was a church and several stones. I found it interesting that the plots had outlines where the bodies lay. The church that we went to was made of stone and was roofless. As many were sitting and standing, while the guide was delivering a serious past on the building and the blessing that comes from passing through one of the windows three times. Several laughs broke through the silence that had surrounded as we all looked behind the guide to see a failed attempt at one of our own trying to go through the window. It was a lightning break.  Following the cemetery, we hopped back into the van and ventured to the museum for food!

We ate as soon as we hit the parking lot. From which we were given the opportunity to see a mini fifteen minute presentation. A good handful of us took this opportunity. The presentation was centered around the history of the Na BlascaodaĂ­ (the Blasket Islands) and why the people chose to leave. We got to explore the museum and view the unique stories and tellings. Many wrote of their time on the island. Along with the writings there were also replicas of different furniture and transportation from the islands to the mainland. After which the majority of us went back to the hostel, while few went to town.

Illustration of the only form of transport
to the Blasket Islands in times past.

As with most nights, we moved into the “guitar room”. The first week we would stay outside late into the nights playing cards and singing. However, most nights now we find ourselves in the empty community room off the big kitchen. With a small handful of people crowded around the bench tables aggressively playing cards. Though it’s hard to say if anyone knows what game we are playing or the true rules. It is never a dull moment. Always filled with lots of laughter and the occasional music breaks. Most famously Angel from Montgomery or the Nationwide theme song, both are quite popular. These two weeks have been quite the adventure, with a wonderful group of people to explore alongside.

 Wednesday July 17 Hunter Daily - Let's Learn About History 
        Today we got up late in the morning around 9:15. Everyone was able to sleep in and enjoy a late morning before we hoped on the bus at 10:00. Almost everyone was on the bus and we had someone joining us today, a tour guide to explain the historical landmarks that we would visit. 
        We went to Lord Ventry’s home, a historical building that highlighted English rule over the Irish. We learned the history of this building and its importance. Today it is an all-girls boarding school. 
        After we left and saw an old church dating back 900 years ago. It had a cross nearby and a stone highlighting the alphabet. We learned about the importance of this church and visited the graveyard nearby. 
        Once finished, we went to a museum dedicated to the inhabitants of the Great Blasket Island. Before we explored though everyone enjoyed a lunch at Blasket CafĂ©. Once we all had our meals, we watched a short film about the famous people on the island and how they lived. Their happiest and darkest times that led them to evacuate their homes. Eventually we went around the exhibit, looking at their everyday tools, learning about the explorers and authors that made these people famous. 
        Afterwards we all went back onto the bus after purchasing books made by the famous authors or about the community itself. After making the trip back to the hostel, we were let go to spend the evening how you saw fit. Since we had eaten most of our bought groceries last night, it was decided by some to head to pubs and get a few drinks and dinner while some stayed behind and cooked stir fry.