Category Archives: Ireland

A Tragedy Struck Tyrrelstown – How it affected me

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Earlier this morning, in the small park area behind Tyrrelstown, a small boy of the age of five drowned.

The pond that I so adore has claimed a life of a little boy, and it would seem that there are talks of increasing security due to the frequency of these events; another drowning happened recently at another manmade pond in the north western area of Dublin.

I heard of this tragedy as I had finished my morn… noon jog, at around 13:30; I met a journalist who asked if I had heard of a drowning earlier in the morning. I expressed my surprise to this event, and after having said that I had no idea, he moved on to someone else. So I went on to continue my post-run walk until I reached the pond itself.

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Tyrrelstown – Hive of Scum and Villany?

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Tyrrelstown. From what I’ve understood, the name of this town seems to be connected to crime and poor living conditions. I presume that those people have never lived there, and if they have, they are doing ridiculous exaggerations for some unknown reason. Whatever the case, I’ll argue some points in this rant. After the rant, there’ll be pictures, so if you’re not interested in this, just skip ahead and look at the pretty pictures.

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Day 32 – 29.04: A Farewell to The Lucky Umbrella

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I woke up quite a while before even the first of my alarms started ringing, at around 06:00. I quickly put my laptop away after getting up and began getting ready to check out and leave for the train station. Some fifteen minutes later, I was ready to go and went ahead and double checked that all of my stuff had been packed up before going out and checking out.

There was one thing that I left back at that hostel locker: my lucky umbrella. We had a good month together, but it just had to come to an end at some point. Hopefully someone makes use of it rather than throwing it away.

The walk through Iriya (入谷) and Ueno (上野) was pretty quiet and uneventful in the early morning. It still seems quite weird to me that such a large city, a metropolis, can be so quiet. With the walk to the station done, I headed to the ticket machines.

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