Goodbye, Ireland

I am still in denial that it is all over. Life-changing doesn't even begin to describe the journey which I started five months ago.  As I write this post from my new "exotic" location of Florham Park, New Jersey, it occurs to me that it is impossible to describe my experiences abroad in a manner which does them justice. I can't blame it on fuzzy pictures or forgotten city names- I simply lack the eloquence to adequately encapsulate the journey.

Saying goodbye is never easy, but knowing that we will see each other again was the only reason I wasn't a total sob kabob mess. Here are a few pictures from one of our last nights in Dublin together: 

For me, traveling consists of two components- first, the history and culture of a place and second, how each new place makes one feel.  Personally, I find the latter to be more worthwhile, yet this is the component which is more quickly forgotten.  In hindsight, I think this fact is what inspired me to start this blog in the first place.  Having only 50% of an experience is simply unacceptable.

Tomorrow I begin my 12 week internship with Kraft, yet all I can think about are the beautiful things I saw, and the wonderful people that I met and can now call friends.