Summer in Dublin

     After a few weeks of being back in Poughkeepsie, and with my college friends, I've found myself surrounded by reminders of my time in Dublin .  After 8 weeks of constant engagement with the same small group of people, the initial switch back to normal life felt anything but normal. My tiredness hit me as soon as I got home - I was worn out from our absurdly busy days of the summer.     The typical weekday started with a 6:45am alarm, though at first the jet-lag and 5am sunrises acted as alarms of their own.  By 7:30, I would leave with Jocelyn to walk to the Carmichael house, where our group of 7 students would have our classes.   (Carmichael House, Dublin 7)     In all honesty, classes were far more difficult than I expected - the first course was allotted 3 weeks, as was the second course. Our third course, an online class, was expected to be finished on our own time during the trip.       By noon, cl...