After the emotional reunion at the arrival gate at the airport, we made our way back to the hotel that our parents had spent the night, Clarion Hotel.
They checked out and then made the 2 and half hour journey home back to Ruan. We had some breakfast before some relaxation in the sun and Liam's mid afternoon nap, we had a proper home cooked dinner before heading out to Lisroe to see our granny that evening. We got to see some of our relatives back at the Bogdale that night which was nice.
For my 25th birthday I meet with Clo, Aoife and Emma in Ennis for lunch, which was great, to catch up on all the gossip and scandal. Later that evening we had a family dinner at home, which was as tasty as always.
Through some rest and relaxation, I had some interviews with different nursing agencies during the week, on Friday Liam and I got the train up to Dublin, where I first had an interview with an agency in Tallaght then had to make the dash through a combo of Luas and Taxi to make it in time to my "informal" interview at the Hermitage Clinic. I was so nervous leaving that interview, Raymond my interviewer informed me that HR will let me know the start of next week, if being called for formal interview.
The following was a wet and miserable weekend, which of course, we got the blame for, lucky enough the sun came back on Tuesday, which I think must been a great omen. As my dad got a phone call for me from the HR in the Hermitage, just as he came home from work at lunch time. HR actually offered me a nursing position instead of calling me for the formal interview. Later on that afternoon, even that wasn't enough, the agency I went to in Tallaght rang me, and she even informed that hermitage was looking for nurses and she had recommended me for an interview on the Monday. I was over the moon and could hardly believe I got the job. To round off this day, we all ended up at the bog, to start turning the hoppers which my dad had got. Both Liam and I agreed, this experience was something else altogether.
For our fathers Birthday on Wednesday the 19th, we had family Christmas dinner which was nice, first one in bout 2 years, and we couldn't ask for nicer day, weather wise. The following Saturday, my dad, Liam and I went on a road trip to Dublin, going house hunting, after a bad start, I found a lovely place near Lucan which I took. That evening we continued the work on the bog. The following week was full of packing, filling out of documents and a surprise visit from Clo and Denise out to the house. Finally on Saturday 29th was the move up to my new place in Dublin. Surprisingly Liam got a call from General Manager of the Old Ground Hotel herself, at 11 pm that night interviewing on the phone and he got a job.
So had my induction in the clinic the Monday and Tuesday and worked the rest of the week too before heading home on Friday evening for the weekend. Whereas Liam went in on Monday for a trial and ended up getting shifts from there on in.
On Tuesday evening, Liam was telling me of a story about a resident in the hotel, who he overheard talking with fellow people on the tour about doing his ancestry research and that his ancestors were Connellan coming from Lisroe, at which stage, he introduced himself. Saying that our father comes from there. On quite a funny note, seems Jim said that he came across a blog about the Connellan Reunion posted by Liam, at which Liam said that was him. Jim said that the blog was written by a Liam travelling Australia. After some crossed wires, and confusion, it was deduced that we are distantly related.
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As the weather was gorgeous, we went for a road trip on the sunday to Spanish Point at the beach for a while, before heading to the Armada Hotel for some music as part of the Willie Clancy week. We made a detour to our granny's local the Boydale before home.
Went back to Dublin and normality the next day and start of a new week. The highlight was in the transfer of a patient in ambulance, which was a surreal experience. Towards the end of the week, Liam finally got to meet up with +Majella and baby Lorcan, they decided to go on a roadtrip to Kilkee as the weather was in the high 20's.
Through some rest and relaxation, I had some interviews with different nursing agencies during the week, on Friday Liam and I got the train up to Dublin, where I first had an interview with an agency in Tallaght then had to make the dash through a combo of Luas and Taxi to make it in time to my "informal" interview at the Hermitage Clinic. I was so nervous leaving that interview, Raymond my interviewer informed me that HR will let me know the start of next week, if being called for formal interview.
The following was a wet and miserable weekend, which of course, we got the blame for, lucky enough the sun came back on Tuesday, which I think must been a great omen. As my dad got a phone call for me from the HR in the Hermitage, just as he came home from work at lunch time. HR actually offered me a nursing position instead of calling me for the formal interview. Later on that afternoon, even that wasn't enough, the agency I went to in Tallaght rang me, and she even informed that hermitage was looking for nurses and she had recommended me for an interview on the Monday. I was over the moon and could hardly believe I got the job. To round off this day, we all ended up at the bog, to start turning the hoppers which my dad had got. Both Liam and I agreed, this experience was something else altogether.
So had my induction in the clinic the Monday and Tuesday and worked the rest of the week too before heading home on Friday evening for the weekend. Whereas Liam went in on Monday for a trial and ended up getting shifts from there on in.
On Tuesday evening, Liam was telling me of a story about a resident in the hotel, who he overheard talking with fellow people on the tour about doing his ancestry research and that his ancestors were Connellan coming from Lisroe, at which stage, he introduced himself. Saying that our father comes from there. On quite a funny note, seems Jim said that he came across a blog about the Connellan Reunion posted by Liam, at which Liam said that was him. Jim said that the blog was written by a Liam travelling Australia. After some crossed wires, and confusion, it was deduced that we are distantly related.
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Went back to Dublin and normality the next day and start of a new week. The highlight was in the transfer of a patient in ambulance, which was a surreal experience. Towards the end of the week, Liam finally got to meet up with +Majella and baby Lorcan, they decided to go on a roadtrip to Kilkee as the weather was in the high 20's.
I woke up Tuesday morning to pictures and video from my mother of the articulated lorries carrying various parts of the windmills for the new wind farm in Kilmaley which passed my granny's house at about 23.30 the previous night.
The hard work and tears were celebrated when the turf, was brought home finally on Wednesday and Thursday 17th/18th, which was sheltered in a newly created area near the garage in the back garden from what everyone was telling me which was quite funny to hear.
