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Leaving for Ireland Today!

Wow, this is crazy. In about one and a half hours, I leave my house to go to EWR for a decently long trip to the Emerald Isle. I’m so excited to be in Ireland! I don’t think it has sunk in yet. I’m kind of just laying here in my bed without realizing that I’ll be in a different country very soon. I never got a lot of the stuff I needed because my father wanted me to get it on sale somewhere else, but it obviously never went on sale and I didn’t push it. So I’m missing a camera case, a nice camera strap, enough money, the right shoes and an umbrella/hooded jacket. Sucks.

Of course, that’s why I’m watching House MD on Netflix while waiting for the trip to the lush green country of my dreams. The waiting is the hardest – and the unknown. I’m not exactly sure what this trip will be like. I know what we are doing, like the places we’re going, but I don’t know what it will be like. That’s a terrible description. It’s just that I’ve known everything about every other trip I’ve taken, but I’ve been so focused on the schoolwork aspect of this trip that I guess I haven’t really been “dreaming” of what the trip will actually feel like.

That’s one of the good things about having to take lots of pictures and journal/blog about about everything that happens – I’ll remember  it. I really regret not blogging about my other trips, because now it’s harder to remember what happened. I did take pictures, but it’s not the same if you don’t remember the feelings.

Hauntings in Scranton

Maybe it’s my new habit of binging on Supernatural before bed, but I’ve been recently feeling like many haunted places have been coming to my attention. Scranton isn’t a new town, so it’s natural that there will be some local lore and legend, but I have been to some places that have freaked me out. For one, there’s a pub a few miles from campus called Andy Gavin’s, and it’s rumored that there is a ghost there named George who supposedly moves dishes around and silly things like that. However, when I went there for dinner with my dad, we stumbled upon the coldest of cold spots – it sent major chills down my spine, and lasted for almost 45 minutes!! Second would have to be my class trip to the Clarks Summit State Hospital, where we stayed for over 2 hours. It was majorly strange to me, and although I never encountered anything that I could definitively call supernatural, I got a weird vibe from the place.