This morning I was awoken at around 4 AM by a siren from the building’s fire alarm system. Turns out there’s a red siren in the hallway between my bedroom and the bathroom. The landlord hadn’t said anything about it, but I suppose it’s self-explanatory. I got out of bed and was looking around to see for any signs of smoke, which there were none. I also pulled a smoke detector mounted...
Second Day in Dublin
Overall, I got good sleep on my first night in Dublin, although the bed was a little too soft and I awoke earlier than the 7:42 am alarm I set. After some preliminary and self-compulsive phone checks, I did take a pause to sit still for a few moments, recite an intention statement I had composed last year when working with my life coach Karlita, then practice some deep breathing… I...
Dublin arrival
My flight from Newark to Dublin arrived just a tad bit late, thanks to an uncooperative (and drunk) passenger who refused to wear a facemask. We had already left the gate waiting for takeoff when the pilot made an announcement that there was a “mechanical issue” that required us to taxi back. The pilot, by the way, was an American woman… one of the few I’ve ever had on a flight. After the...