Ireland - The First Three Days
Truth be told, my favourite part about travelling is the time spent before my flight. Whether I am coming or going, waiting for is always the best part. In a world where everything in life is about speed; it's nice to be able to sit back, enjoy a drink, read a book, whatever your pleasure, and just watch the world go by. I've never been afraid of flying so for me it isn't the calm before the storm, it's just about being part of something. No one belongs in an airport, we are all just drifters off to our next place.
This past October, I spent nineteen days visiting my best friend Jessica in Ireland. She has been living in Dublin for just over a year and it had been a couple of months since I saw her last. She is one of those people in my life that is never mattered if it had been a year or two weeks, we just pick up where we left off.
When I got into Dublin I had been on two flights, one connecting at 6am in Amsterdam, I was tired, probably grouchy, and forgot to ask Jess what her address was in Dublin. The good looking middle aged man in Customs was not happy with me but he let me in nonetheless; must have been my darling Canadian charm. The first day is always a blur, I don't remember what I did until after I woke up from my nap, which Jess and Tom, her boyfriend, gladly let me take. I would have been a mess without them.
It wasn't until I was in Dublin, headed out for dinner and many pints later, that I realized that I was actually on vacation. I was finally without a schedule. No extra work to do at home, no alarm set on my phone. I could wear jeans everyday, have Guinness for breakfast (hell yes) and do whatever I want. I had spent most of the past year working to pay for my trip, and building my business. This was my time. In that moment of realization, I felt my body relax and pulled out my camera and let the fun begin.
I think the greatest part about travel is the anonymity that comes with it. Suddenly you are a stranger in a new land and your stories becoming interesting to new people.
Antique shops are awesome. Just assume everything in Europe is old and super interesting because it is.
As you can tell, the first three days of my trip were busy and pretty beautiful. The best part of this is that as the days went on, Ireland showed me more and more of its beauty and I had the time to relax and take it in. I didn't shoot everyday, I shot when something caught me or when I knew I was witnessing something that stories alone wouldn't do it justice.
I'll be back to post more. I hope you enjoyed my first three days as much as I did.
Love 'til later,
Copyright Laura Polischuik | Photographer 2015