This is my last day in Ireland. I have a flight tomorrow to the UK to visit my folks for a week. I feel sad to be leaving my man but I keep on telling myself its only for few months. I managed to pack up everything I own into three bags, two to check in and one for hand luggage, I have thrown away a few things, and donated a few others but overall not too much. I have only had one year to accumulate stuff though and I have tried to avoid buying much, and succeeded I think. I will find out tomorrow when it is all weighed at the airport.
I am not very good at waiting, especially when the consequences of long delays are big and expensive. I’m of course talking about my visa for India. I phoned the embassy this morning, attempting to find when my visa would be available and all he could say was that it wasn’t ready yet and that I should expect it sometime next week, which is of course my last week here. I’m sure that it will all be ok but it’s frustrating. Maybe its my inner control freak having problems with a large, bureaucratic organisation being in charge of my life.
Apart from that my plans are all going as scheduled. All the books and items that I ordered from Amazon to be mailed to my folks house in the Uk have arrived and are there waiting for me. My “To Do” list is getting ticked off by the day and my leaving is starting to seem more like a reality every day.
The prospect of leaving my man at home for a few months is seeming all the more real as well, and I’m not liking it much. I’m hoping the excitement and anticipation will overshadow that feeling as it gets nearer to my departure.
I have started the process of obtaining a 6 month tourist visa for India in Dublin. On Tuesday I got up early and headed off to the Indian Embassy in the south of the city, via the post office to get a postal order to pay for the visa. The procedure was relatively painless, a couple of forms to fill in. There were no queues and only a handful of other people doing the same thing. I think there where only two other westerners applying for visas today. A woman from possibly Holland who had to go and get another postal order for the money for the express service (an extra 50 Euro) and a British guy who is also going to Delhi around the same time as me.
This was the first time I have been ever asked for references when applying for a visa, I put my boss from work and my boyfriend and the woman at the counter said that that would be fine (although I told her my boyfriend was my flatmate). I very much doubt that they will follow the references up though, especially as I gave only postal addresses and no phone numbers. The whole procedure of applying for the visa was quick though, I got to the embassy around 10 am and had left by 10.30 am. All I have to do now is wait 7 to 10 days for an email saying I should go and collect my passport.
Now I am just a bit worried that the two and a half weeks that I have allowed for the visa application won’t be enough, even though the embassy website states to allow two weeks, and the woman in the office said it should take no more than 7 to 10 days. I guess I am not very good at waiting. As they visas for India are now valid from the date of Issue rather than the date of entry it makes sense to apply for them as late as possible but it makes it all the more stressful.
Only nine more shifts to work (13.5 hour shifts though), twenty two days or three weeks until I get on a plane to leave Ireland. It hasn’t been a particularly interesting week though, but I guess I will have interesting coming out of my ears soon enough.
The only noteworthy thing to happen this week is that I have opened a new current account which shouldn’t cost me the earth to use from outside Ireland. Its with the Halifax and as far as I can tell apart from being overdrawn, which I’m not and the expected charges for getting money overseas its free.
Yesterday my man and I went to the Irish Museum of Modern Art which is about a 10 minute walk from home and had a look at some of the exhibitions and had some lunch. The museum is in the grounds of what once was the Royal Hospital so the buildings and courtyard are in themselves interesting. Some of the art was far too abstract and really not my taste but I particularly enjoyed the sculptures by James McKenna. He was an Irish sculptor who died a few years ago and most of his sculptures are of people including some self portraits.
Today we went for a walk by the sea. We where both pretty desperate to get out of the city and get some fresh air so my man and I got on a train to Killiney which is a little way south of Dublin and walked along the beach and then meandering through paths and roads to the next station along and got the train home. Living in the city can get a bit oppressive sometimes so it is essential for both myself and my man to see some countryside every so often. I guess I am a country girl at heart. There where loads of dogs around today, I guess the weather wasn’t good enough for most people to go for a walk without a good reason, and taking a dog out is always a good reason. We got adopted for a while by a Golden Retriever who I think was just using us as an excuse to take a break from fetching balls. The owner did say that she was a particularly lazy dog, I was thinking it was all because the dog was old but no, she was only 2 years old, just fat and lazy.