So I’ve actually been writing this entry out in segments in MS word because this week has been too crazy to sit down and just write one solid post. Ok here we go.
I’ll just kind of split up the post into random subheadings, as I attempt to organize all my memories/opinions/stories. I don’t want this to be a step by step account of the weekend, since obviously what happens in
So the layout of the city was awesome. I knew that
BIKES! If you don’t ride a bike in
Basically a common theme that I found was that
I’m currently writing my final philosophy paper on ethics, and this whole system just blew my mind.
If it wasn’t so touristy, I would definitely consider living some part of my life there. Who knows, nothing is ever out of the question.
Patrick: American guy in my Immunology class here. Goes to Davidson in
Lindsay: Patrick’s swimming friend from the States. Graduated a few years back and is now doing the ultimate Eurotrip before figuring out what it is that she’s going to do with her life. Very cool
Basically, we were a great group of people to travel together. We all were up for anything, regardless of how tired we were/rainy it was. We each respected what the others wanted to do or not do…which is an important group dynamic for going somewhere like
So as per recommendation, we booked 4 beds in a 12 bed dorm room in the Bulldog Hotel and Coffeeshop. This place was hands down one of the best hotels I’ve ever stayed in. (I guess it’s been rated top 5 in the world before as well?) I was skeptical of how a hotel in one of the chillest cities would be run, but the place was very professional, friendly, organized, laid back, and secure. The bottom floor had a loungebar fully stocked with a Wii, board games, computers, couches, and tables to mingle/eat/drink/smoke/whatever floats your boat. Next door to the hotel was a psychedelic coffee shop (where I actually only got a real coffee haha), and down the street were extensions of the same idea. The ladies at the reception were sassy and stoned (the best kind of ladies), but were more than willing to help us with anything we needed. There was also a free breakfast every morning that was out of this world for a complimentary meal. The catch was that you had to actually wake up on time (before 10am) to get a piece of that action (I made it down every day, however I did go back up for a nap after each time). Oh yes, and the beds were clutch. Very clean, comfortable, and private (even in a room with 11 other people)
Anyways, that’s about it for the hostel. If you ever find yourself in
Red Light District
Oof, now this is a topic. I spent most of the weekend in this neighborhood actually. Noooo, not to stare at the ladies shakin their booties in the window… but because our hostel was actually conveniently located right in it. I am very conflicted about how I feel about this area. Wrong to exploit women, duh, yes. But I cannot say that I am innocent in that I didn’t enjoy walking around it as a tourist.
One of the craziest things about the area was day vs. night. At night the windows are full of toned, busty, young, porn star-ish looking girls wearing skimpy little numbers to attract as much business as possible. In the daytime however, it was a whoooole different story. In the day, the windows were full of (much much )bigger, (much much) older, (much much) less put together ladies wearing ridiculous underwear that looked like it’d been found in a dumpster. Sorry if that’s a rude description, but if you’ve been there you know it’s a fact.
From what we learned however, the red light district is actually in the process of being shut down. The government is gradually buying out all of the windows and replacing them with art and fashion displays. I can’t say I don’t disagree with this policy, however many people we talked to did make it a point that if the business going down in the red light district isn’t out in the open, it is still going to happen in a much shadier and probably dangerous way.
It was fabulous to say the least. I cleaned the plate and felt full but not disgusting cause most of it was pretty light. Linsday and I split a pitcher of Dommelsch beer which we had no problem finishing (even though the waitress seriously judged us for ordering it…meh). It was good, tasty yet drinkable.
The second night we didn’t eat quite so glamorously. There was a biiiig Halloween pub crawl, and our mission was more to get something in our stomach before heading out. We settled for a pretty good (yet wayyyy overpriced) falafel joint, and it did the job. No pic, no point.
The third night we went to the greatest food court on the planet. Our walking tour had stopped by it for a break earlier in the weekend, however none of us were hungry or felt like spending
money at the time. Lindsay and I split a shrimp and veggie pizza and a roasted veggie mish mosh (eggplant, sweet potato, olives, red peppers, tomatoes, etc). SOOOOOOOO GOOD.
The rest of our meals there were from the free breakfast at the hostel. We would load up on a heart breakfast, then shove extra sandwiches and apples in our bags for later. Hey, when you’re traveling on a budget, you make the most of what’s provided for you. :)
If you ever go to
p things, however I really enjoyed this. Our tourguide, Cameron, was animated and interactive. He had hilarious and quirky stories about a lot of the ins and outs of how
The next day we did a 2 hour bike tour of the outer skirts of the city. We were apprehensive because we had heard that the weather would not be ideal, but we ended up decided that whatever…When in
I know what you’re all thinking, how can Casey seriously have an entry THIS LONG about
SO. Fun fact: the distribution, selling, and buying of marijuana in
So yes, we visited some of the more famous joints (ha I crack myself up). De Dampkring is known as being the most famous and many a celebrity has frequented the place. It is not allowed to advertise directly, however the place did give out free souveneir posters (I now have 5, and it made an appearance in Oceans 12…I’ll be renting that movie soon.).
How did I almost forget about the holiday that this trip was centered around. Halloween baby! I had heard that no one in
Well that’s all for
So people, does Utilitarianism conflict with the demands of justice?
Please answer that for me in 4000 words. Ready, Go.
Highlights of today
- 8 hours in the library
- I lost my umbrella (usually not a blog worthy event, but when you live in
that’s a pretty big deal Northern Ireland
- Lots of grocery shopping
- Very sore from toning class at gym yesterday
- Made CURRY for dinner (with cauliflower, red and yellow peppers, chickpeas, mushrooms, sweet potatoes, celery, zucchini, red onion, carrots, and tofu.) Deeelicious.
- Got a postcard from Marie todayyyyyyyyyyyyy! STAY PRETTY AND DRINK REAL BEER. heck yes :)
- I love it here, but miss home more everyday. Not in a sad way, but in an “I’ll appreciate living a normal life again” kind of way