Although fashion has become increasingly homogenous and international, the Irish seem to dress a bit different than the rest of us – or at least us Continental Europeans. I saw most of these phenomena around the place I lived, which is called Killinarden. Those of you who know where Killinarden is probably know that it is a rather shabby area. Tallaght itself is not that beautiful, but Killinarden (and Jobstown) could be called the ghetto of Tallaght. Of course, not all the Irish dress like they do in Killinarden. But let me nevertheless list a couple of faux-pas which I often encountered.
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
If you're going to Milan (Be sure to wear...good shoes) Part 1
Friday, May 20, 2011
Watching Soccer Is Not Just Being A Spectator
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Coffee Beans Are Feminist
The thing you want, need, crave for is coffee. Whether its caffeine reaches you in the form of a cappuccino, latte macchiato or espresso doesn’t matter. Making it through the day is all you want, and coffee has been you’re ally whenever you needed a concentration-boost. Because that’s what coffee does, isn’t it?
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Breakfast 6 km… Death 4 km (Part one)
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Cuisine Irelandaise
It is probably a well-known fact that the inhabitants of the British Isles have very interesting culinary tastes. It’s not only the drinking tea with milk or having baked beans for breakfast, but also other food habits that foreigners might consider peculiar. It seems as if the Irish follow a certain nutrition guideline, which I liked to refer to as the “seefood diet”: They see food and they eat it.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Why our university is not the best place to learn Spanish
Does university really prepare us for our future professional life?
Sunday, May 8, 2011
When Eating Becomes A Torture
Each time a new restaurant celebrates its grand opening, I´m very keen on going. Restaurant reviews aren´t part of my job as a newspaper journalist, it´s more of a hobby. My friends and I hadn´t heard too many good things about this particular new “Bavarian restaurant” beforehand, but we wanted to give it a try anyway. After all, you should always draw your own conclusions, my grandma always tells me. Though, her advice turns out to be right most of the time, in the case of this restaurant it wasn´t.