Monday, April 9, 2007

Home is where you hang your flag




I think I can call this place home--at least for the time being. It's not a fancy place, by any means. In fact, it reminds me of my place on John Street back during my last year of college. It's got character, and more importantly, characters. Well, for the moment, anyways, its just Conal and I. Aoife is in France for a bit and will be getting back just before I head out for Italy, so I really won't get much of a chance to know her until May. The fourth room is vacant at the moment, but someone is coming to check the room out this afternoon. Conal is leaving in May, so if nothing else, this place should give me ample chance to meet a bunch of folks.

I know I was torn for a while between living in a place as large as even Galway, or trying out the country life for a good, serene chance to enjoy the quiet and reflect. Well, I had the latter for the past week at The Flowing Tide, and while it was blissfully quiet and peaceful, I think I'm quite ready for just a bit more civilization, thank you very much. Going from Chicago to a country road not even in Doonbeg, but rather between Doonbeg and Quilty was just a bit much. I could see possibly trying to find a spot in one of the mid-sized towns, like Westport or even Ennis, maybe, but I think I'm going to be quite happy here in Galway. If not... I'll try something else next month!

I was given the choice of two rooms when I arrived. The first is on the first floor, just inside the doorway. It's large, by Irish standards anyways and had a window looking out to the street and another that looked back to the patio. The second room is at the top of the stairs and is smaller, but has good character, although some hideous carpeting. It has two windows that both look out onto the street, including a small one right along side my bed. After four and a half years of living in a "garden" level (i.e. basement) room with no natural light because I had to keep the shades pulled at all times or else have everyone walking by on the sidewalk looking down into my room, I opted for the second-floor room. Not that there's much of a view, mind-you. Just a pleasant little street and some rooftops beyond it, but just being able to look outside right from my bed and have some natural light is an improvement, atmosphere-wise.

I've hung my M flag up on the wall opposite the bed, and my Tigers and Michigan caps had hanging hooks that just seemed to be waiting for them. I need to get some push pins or poster putty to mount my family pictures I brought from home nearby and then it'll be complete.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

When and where will you be going to in Italy? The Mrs. and I will be in Venice, Florence, and Rome in June to celebrate her 60th birthday.

Hope that you are going to some of the same places and can give me some tips before we leave.