Living with Luhpreeshins (otherwise known as Leprechauns)

My best attempt at providing even more insight into the Irish culture.

All aboard the Guinness truck! (photo/S. Wagner)

A good Irish friend of mine here told me a funny story about people in Florida. Being a Florida-resident myself, I was a bit intrigued!

“What about people in Florida?” I asked.

“Well,” she said, “the people in Florida once asked my Irish daughter about the Luhpreeshins.”

“The what?” I replied. As most people would.

“The Luhpreeshins,” she repeated. Clarifying her point yet again. “The Americans in Tampa asked my Irish daughter about the Luhpreeshins, and she told them ALL about how they would dance around the beautiful hills of Ireland, happy in their own little Luhpreeshin ways. As a matter of fact, they believed every bit of her elaborate story until she mentioned that ironing their teeny tiny clothes each morning was getting a bit tedious!”

And so dropped the bomb. The Irish car bomb. LEPRAUCHANS, let alone Luhpreeshins, are not really found in Ireland…minus the cute little trinkets you may find in your average Dublin gift shop. And had that group of Floridians bothered to do just a tad more research, they may have found a shortage in their quest for Irish gold.

Ireland is so, so much more than green fields and overly-crowded pubs.

Now, from a touristy perspective…I’ve learned a few DEFINITE tips from about the Irish folk in my short time here:

  1. Swear like a sailor.
  2. Smoke like a chimney.
  3. Drink like there’s no tomorrow. (And if it’s not brewed in Ireland, it’s not Guinness.)
  4. Try and have each other’s back.
  5. Embody the most fantastic, friendly, welcoming person…so life seems a bit easier.

From a not-so-touristy perspective, aka, things most travelers don’t tend to think about, Ireland is actually a fairly NEW country, having only been independent for not even a hundred years. That being said, the Irish people have a wonderful story to tell about their quest to freedom, and I think just about anyone would find it inspiring. It serves as a reminder that there is a wonderful gain to be celebrated from a newly-achieved freedom, it’s just a matter of finding it.

The sunsets here are unreal, almost like painted skies (photo/L. Driscoll).
There is something wonderful to be said about traveling so far from home, and I think that beauty is learning to find a new home.

And maybe there was absolutely nothing wrong with the place you were before this. Maybe you’ll even head back there someday. However, we must all learn to thoroughly invest ourselves in the present moment. I challenge you all, next time you are walking down the street, to try and create a lasting memory. What does the air feel like? What noises do you hear? Any memoriable smells coming from that bakery down the street?

By creating your own memory data bank, you are maximizing your time in that new place, wherever that may be. So meet people. Explore the backyard. Shake things up!

Everything starts off new at first — it’s how we expand our comfort zones. So go ahead…expand the horizons, ride the waves. And most importantly — learn how to properly prounounce leprechaun.

All the best,

Sarah

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