Saturday, October 27, 2012

a tour of belfast

 Back when my grandma was here, a few days after we went to Russborough House, we took a day-trip to Belfast in Northern Ireland. Belfast is a fascinating city - right by the ocean, full of both really old brick buildings and modern skyscrapers, surrounded by beautiful mountains.

 Our first stop was the Titanic Museum (pictured above), right beside the dock where the ship was built and launched. It was pretty cool :)

 Next, we took took a tour of the city on a Hop-On-Hop-Off Bus. Even though it was absolutely freezing, my younger brother and I sat up on top.

 Now comes the part that, for me, was the most exciting part of the whole day. We saw the house that C.S. Lewis grew up in. Even though we could only stand outside the gate (since a family lives there), I just about died with the knowledge that my favorite author once lived here.

 Thus ended a lovely day in Belfast :)

reading: The Mark of Athena by Rick Riordan (total Percy fangirl right here.)
loving: This Disney/Owl City music video. <3

Saturday, October 20, 2012

cold days, warm drinks

i.  tea
ii. hot cocoa and marshmallows
iii. cranberry & orange tea
iv. milk tea (equal parts warm milk to strong tea, drop of vanilla extract, spoonful of sugar)
v. apple cider
vi. amazing homemade pumpkin spice latte.

Friday, October 12, 2012

russborough house

|There was a no-photography rule inside the house, but here are some photos from google;)|

This is Russborough House in County Wicklow. 
We went there last Saturday with my grandma and her friend who had come to visit us from America. 
It was a lovely old mansion (reminded me of Downton Abbey, hehe!) and had everything you'd want about a house: a gorgeous view, a pond, mahogany staircases, a maze, marble fireplaces, French furniture, impressive paintings and tapestries on every wall, a secret door, and possibly best of all - a library.

So, yeah, anyway, it's my future house. 


Wednesday, October 3, 2012

I Spy


I spy a flower, a fingerless mitten,
A rooftop with three little birds.
I spy a sunset, a silhouette,
And a cat who is winking his eye.
I spy an autumn tree, dry leaves,
Another cat in his cherished spot.
I spy some glittering grass, in a field, 
which a cow is making his lunch.