Leprechauns and Pots of Gold

At the moment I am on a lovely and long holiday in Ireland. We arrived after a long trip from Johannesburg International to Dubai, then to Gatwick, and after spending the whole day there we left for Ireland. It has been a lovely trip so far.

We watched the Rugby SA vs The Lions. And we won. Twice! Yippeeeeeeee. I have been reading a lot too…onto a new book (another Marian Keyes – actually the only one of her books I haven’t read). Here are a few Pics from our trip.

bus

current-book

SA vs Lions

My first Guinness and the first Irish Pub I have been to in Ireland

Ladies View

Kilkee (The Irish Beach, Brrr...). Actually it wasn't that cold but I feel as if I should say it was because it's in Ireland.

Girly Classics

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What i have lately found to be interesting about myself is the fact that, even though I am an English Studies student at the University of Pretoria and one would think that i enjoy reading great English classics and famous literature pieces but instead i mainly only ever want to read soppy but funny girly books by authors like Marian Keyes and books with titles like “Pants on Fire” and “Pretty Little Mistakes”. I simply can’t help it. These are the kinds of novels i prefer. I see them as a form of escapism where i can relate to the characters and their feelings.

Of course most of these books end with juicy yet happy endings. Does this mean that I always look on the bright side of life or simply that i can be naive? I would like to think that it is a little bit of both worlds. In my eyes naivety is not always a bad thing. It keeps ones spirit high and ones hopes up. These could be false illusions that i am creating for myself but isn’t it ok if that is what makes me happy? Isn’t it ok if that is what makes my world go around?