Making conections at Aras Chois Fharraige

During my time here in Ireland I have been given the amazing opportunity to volunteer four of my afternoon at Aras Chois Fharraige, the nursing home just down the street.   They had us help with different activities each time we came.  This home has a very busy activity schedule (including: pet therapy, work out time, cards, gardening, and much, much more) and they house over 50 residents so they were happy with the extra sets of hands to help out. During our first visit the four of us split into two groups. One group played cards with the residents who chose to play cards while the other two just sat and talked with some of the residents who chose not to.  I was one who did not play cards.  I got to meet a lovely lady named Ann.  Ann has lived in Ireland her whole life and we spent the entire hour comparing my life in Nebraska to hers here in Ireland.  The next visit we helped with their work outs.  They call this Spree.  We would call it chair aerobics.  Some of the residents have a hard time lifting their arms above their heads so we would hold their hand and help them stretch out their muscles.  The final activity we helped with was catch.  This activity is simply just tossing a beach ball around with the residents.  This helps them work on their coordination and always involves a lot of laughter.  Our final visit we just talked to the residents and said our goodbyes.

            I really enjoyed my time at the nursing home.  Experiencing how passionate the employees were about top of the line care for each resident has secured my future plans of going into occupational therapy.  This was truly and eye opening experience.

Westport Field Trip

This last weekend we took a field trip up to Westport.  The town of Westport was relatively quiet, especially since our free day in the town was a Sunday so all but a few shops were closed.  This did not stop me from having an amazing weekend though. 

            On our way to Westport we made a quick stop at Kylemore Abbey.  This is a beautiful castle that was originally built as an estate, and then later converted into an abbey.  From the outside the building is stunning with its detailed stonework nestled into the side of a mountain.  In front of the abbey is a lake that on a still day perfectly reflects the building.  Unfortunately we could not get any closer because we were on a tight time schedule.

            Our next stop was an experience I will never forget.  I knew we were going to be going on a hike and that I need to wear comfortable shoes.  I was not prepared for when our bus driver pointed to the top of a mountain with its peak hidden among the clouds and said, “that’s Crough Patrick.” The first section of the hike was exhausting.  It was a steady up hill that made every muscle in your legs burn.  The middle was a little easier.  It was a mostly level section that wrapped around to a better side of the mountain.  The last trek was where things got interesting.  It was the steepest incline I have ever climbed.  The burn was intense but the desire for the top won out.  When we finally reached the top we all looked over the side, proud of ourselves for what we had done.  One of the girls in the group with me had been wearing her Fitbit.  According to it we walked 6 miles and up 273 flights of stairs. I can honestly say my legs have never burned so bad.

            When we arrived in Westport we were all exhausted and went to be early. The next day was Sunday and we were disappointed to find most of the stores closed.  Since the stores were closed and there was not much else to do a large group of us took a 5K walk out to the Westport House and back into town.  The walk was beautiful.  It was in a heavily forested area and winded around a river.  When we made it to the Westport house we decided it was too expensive to get a tour and instead opted to just walk around the outside.  After we took in the beautiful house we continued on back into town and before we knew it, it was time to load the bus up and head back to the cottages!

Making Friends in a New Place

The program I am a part of here in Ireland is a little different than other study abroad programs.  We are not bases out of a college here in Ireland and do not take classes with other students.  Rather, the 17 of us UNK students live, eat, sleep, study, and every other part of out daily lives, together.  We are housed in four cottages with most of us sharing rooms with one other person, we are all taking the same four classes together and we all go on the same field trips, at the same time.   This means you don’t have a choice but make some really great friends.

            Part of the fun and adventure of this semester has been getting to know the people sharing this experience with me.  After arriving here that first day we quickly started to form new friendships and these ties have continued to grow every day since then.  At this point in the trip you never really know where people are.  For example if you need to find some one that lives in cottage #3, you probably won’t find them in cottage #3.  They could be in #4 hanging out with that group, or maybe #6 with those people.  They could even be in your cottage, because more than likely; you are in someone else’s. Everyone is welcome to spend an afternoon in any cottage they feel like spending it in.

            At some point in this trip each of us has felt some varying degree of homesick in our own way. To counteract these feelings of loneliness we do a lot in groups.  If I need to go into town and don’t feel like walking alone I just go from cottage to cottage until I find someone to walk with. These friendships I have made with my fellow UNK students here in Ireland with me are friendships I plan to carry with me for the rest of my life.

Spring Break 2016

My spring break in Europe was only ten days, but it felt like two months.  We wanted to experience as much as we could so we woke up early, walked all day and went to bed when we couldn’t stand any longer. 

            It started with celebrating St. Patrick’s Day in Ireland.  Staying here for the holiday gave us one less day to travel around mainland Europe, but we knew we couldn’t say no to the chance to celebrate the most famous Irish holiday in Ireland.  The weather was also amazing.  The sun was shinning bright with only a few, couple minute rain showers throughout the day.  We chose to go to the bigger of the two towns we are located between, so that we could see the larger of the two parades.  The parade lasted for nearly an hour.  The sidewalks were overflowing onto the road for as far down the road as you could see.  Everyone was excited and enjoying the holiday.  After the parade we walked around the streets where street artists were playing different kinds of instruments.

            The following day a group of four of us (Carly, Kellie, Zayne and I) hopped onto a plane and headed to Budapest, Hungary.  Budapest had amazing history and a lost of character.   The currency that Hungary uses is very different from our US dollar.  The exchange rate for US dollar to Hungarian Forint is about 1: 274.  An average meal would cost us between 2,000 and 2,500.  This was nearly as hard to get used to as looking in your wallet and finding a 1,000 forint bill.  One of the highlights of our stay in Budapest was the Terror House.  This building was the headquarters for Hungary when they joined the Axis powers.  The top floors of the building were where the highest ranking officers were housed.  After touring the top floors they take you into the basement where Jewish people were housed and tortured.  Standing in the rooms where these things happened made us all sick to our stomachs.  After this we decided we deserved to relax so we went to the Szecngs to do, the city was beautiful and I could have spent a few more days there just walking the streets.  My favorite activity we did in Vienna was visiting the catacombs under St. Stephen’s Cathedral.  In one room alone is estimated to have nearly 10,000 human skeletons.  The experience cannot be put into words.

            Much too soon, spring break was over and we headed back to Ireland.  When we got back here we only had one month left.  Time is flying by now.