At home abroad: Jun 12, 2008

June 12, 2008

"Howya horse?" - Lessons to be learnt

I learnt an important lesson today.
The correct answer to the question "Howya horse?" is not:

a) I am not a horse
b) I don't keep horses
c) What the hell are you talking about, I am still tired

... or d) I don't even like horses...

You will have to find out for yourselves how to answer this question in Dublin. Enjoy the completely unrelated photo of suburban Dublin.

P. S. Dear Sir; this blog entry is dedicated to you ;)

Intro

In Ireland I was once told a story. A Spanish man travelling in Connemara asked what the Irish word for mañana would be. He was told “Oh no, we don’t have a word describing such a hurry here.”
I tried to keep this story in mind on my way from Cork into Dublin on Sunday evening.
It seemed to me like even the roads were in a hurry. Cars where changing lanes like mad and honking was the only accepted way of communication.

Ireland is a lovely country, people are friendly, the weather is mild, the countryside is gorgeous and in general not much is working in this country, but Irish people are way to relaxed to keep complaining about this too much, which is a very good skill to acquire when you move here from lets say one of the Scandinavian countries.