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What!?! I could of voted!!!
Yes ladies and gentlemen, I very recently found out that I, as an non-EU citizen residing in Ireland, can actually vote. Well at least for the local elections.
What surprised me the most is that none of the candidates happen to mention it whenever he or she knocked on my door asking for our #1 vote.Them out of all people know who important every vote counts.
I couldn’t help but speculate on few strong reasons why the candidates didn’t approach someone like me. Is it because we are just visitors here and our opinion are not as valuable? Or is it because they just simply didn’t know? In my experience the fact that many Irish nationals, especially the senior citizens, generally find it difficult to talk to foreigners probably played some part in the candidates ignoring almost 20% of the population.
What do you think? Do you know why? I would love to hear what you the reader thinks of all this.
The Bodega Experience!
My oh my what a night that was! VIP list, complimentary drinks, eccentric looking people. Felt like an artists and musicians after party. I guess wearing sunglasses at 10pm kind of gave them away.
Last night I was invited to the opening of a newly revamped restaurant/club called Bodega. Most of you might know it if you ever lived anywhere around Cork. First time it felt like I wasn’t in Ireland. The club didn’t resemble any other you might find in the country. At first you are welcomed by two nice doormen (one of which happen to be a friend), up few steps through heavy oak glass doors and into a massive venue, gazing your eyes all the way up to mostly glass ceilings more then ten meter high! You are then hit by tall white pillars all the way up to the roof joined by archways in between. Suddenly you notice with the corner of your left eye a darkness covering the entire venue wall realizing it was the bar extending from one end to the other. Complete oak finish with amazing carvings protected by a long brass border. The back stretching all the way up to the roof. At the top, evenly spread out, hangs gold leafed cupids looking down scanning the floor for their next pair of star crossed lovers, beautiful.
The theme portrayed simplistic twenties colonial feel with an African touch. Noticeable by the Palm trees a planted in most corners. Four bars placed throughout venue. Two on the ground floor and two on the top. Each with its unique features. Jam packed with guests struggling for that last free order of beer or wine glass before the tills open for business. The buzz was good with standard mix of 90s to new music, but unfortunately it was short lived when the bouncers asked us to leave as they had to close for 11:30 curfew, I guess giving us ample time before turning into pumpkins.
The night was ended with a quick stop at Dominos and a nice hot slice of pizza!
Lost in Ireland! 