My
favorite weekend in Ireland was spent with my roommate Peters family in
Wicklow. I was shocked that he even invited his two crazy roommates back to his
house and our good pal Ryan. The three of us departed to Dublin early Friday
morning where we would catch the dart and meet with peter in Blackrock where he
picked up his new car! He has been shopping around for a while and finally
found what he was looking for! We walked around this beautiful rock beach in
the freezing weather (which I think made it cooler) and waited to pick up his
girlfriend Trish at the dart stop. 
Trish is
amazing! Evita and I were so excited to see her because it has been a while.
We greeted her with big hugs and stories about what she has missed. Peter
became a tour guide when we got in the car as we ventured to one of the largest
gardens, Powerscourt. It was absolutely beautiful, minus the pet cemetery,
which I found creepy. At the garden I was absolutely shaking, worried about
meeting his family and making sure they would like me. It was really ridiculous
thinking back to it now; his parents and two brothers greeted us warmly as we
walked into their wonderful home and sat down by the warm fire. 
Saturday
was a little different. Peter schedule was completely packed with work in the
morning, straight to his Gaelic Football match, and then back to work again.
This is a day where Evita, Ryan and I spent wandering around the beautiful
place and hanging out with his amazing family. This was my first taste of a
family since I left the U.S so I was absorbing it as much as I could. Peters
Gaelic Football match was absolutely awesome. It is such a face-paced game and
he played so well. He is so quick! Evita was cracking me up at the match
because she was stealthily trying to take pictures of him, but of course he
knew, and I think was even a little flattered J. Saturday night we got
snowed into his house and he got snowed into work so we didn’t get to see him
much! We went out to dinner with his family and enjoyed a pint where I met a
fellow Washingtonian and painter, Lance Neal, look him up his work is amazing! 
Sunday we
went out and enjoyed some history with Peter’s father pat, and drove around
Wicklow. We went hiking to the beautiful upper lake where we spent hours taking
pictures and absorbing our surroundings. Ryan climbed every dirt hill possible,
Evita walked slowly and enjoyed everything around her and captured some great
shots, and Peter and Trish had snowball fights.
The
weekend was absolutely amazing, and I had a really hard time saying goodbye to
an amazing family that is so dear to my roommate. I got to see where he came
from, and really appreciate him so much more after meeting everyone so
important around him.
Until
Next Time,
Lex
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