Classy Sass: It really is the Emerald Isle...

So if you're friends with me on Facebook, you already know this from all of my pictures, but I have arrived! My mom, who couldn't resist coming for the first week, and I flew in on April 29. I fell in love with it from the very first day I was down walking around the City Centre. Here's the rundown:

Day 1: Arrived in the morning. Checked-in. Walked down to St. Stephen's Greene and saw the hotel I will be working at for the first time. I loved St. Stephen's! It's like a mini Central Park; I will definitely be spending a lot of time there. Then I got my phone set up and after walked around Grafton Street- the coolest little shopping street. Then it was back to the hotel for dinner and constant searching online for housing, which was stressful to say the least; good location+reasonable price is hard to find!

Day 2: Hadn't heard from any landlords so we made our way down to the Archaeology Museum which was totally fascinating with all of the Viking and Gaelic history. Then a girl for a house listing called me, met me, and took me see the house.What a house it was... such an awesome neighborhood, way cool roommates, newly remodeled and clean. And the price was oh so good... I wanted it so badly, but about 20 other girls came to see it so I wasn't positive I would get it. Then we headed up to the cultural Temple Bar District for the most amazing dinner at Elephant and Castle.

Day 3: Got the call: I got the spot in the house! I was so relieved and that meant I could get everything else done. I then met with my Human Resources Manager. Can I just say that The Shelbourne Hotel is breathtaking inside?! After meeting, I got down to business. In the next 5 hours I had an Irish bank account, an Irish PPS (social security) number, and my official visa card. Oh and I rode the bus for the first time, which of course was much easier than I imagined in my head haha. So that was a crazy successful day.

Day 4: Worry. Free. My mom and I felt so relieved that now we could just play tourists. So we hopped on the railway up to a beautiful harbour called Howth (sounds like "Hoath"). Here a monumental thing happened: I literally had the BEST chips (fries) of my entire life at The Brass Monkey. Who knew that was even something that could happen- that chips could be that big of a deal?! Not me. Then another monumental thing happened: I had the BEST hot chocolate of my entire life at Chocolate Compulsion, and I'm no stranger to good hot chocolate. She literally put spoonfuls of chocolate fondue into my hot chocolate... so really how could you top that? Then we walked around Howth Castle, and that's when it really hit me: this place is beautiful and I actually live here.

Time for cheesiness. I really just feel super grateful. I honestly don't know how everything worked out, but it just did. And that makes me feel like I'm supposed to be here. Which makes me so overwhelmed with gratitude to those who made it possible like my friends, family, and my Heavenly Father. He knows me way better than I know myself, so it's clearly better to follow where He guides me. How lucky-"Luck o' the Irish!"- am I that He guided me here. First Hawaii, now Ireland. I am so blessed and I don't know why.

Below is my bait for you to come visit me. It really is that green. PICTURE OVERLOAD: