19 November 2014
I was born on November 19, 1992. For my 22 years old, my boyfriend, Victor, came in Ireland to visit me and to celebrate my birthday. He arrived around 10 pm in Dublin.
After my English courses, I prepared my luggage to go at the end of the afternoon at the Airbnb that we booked, close to Griffith College, near Portobello.
Next year, i was in Florida with my cousin for my 21 years old (the plane tickets were my present). Therefore it’s the second time of my life that I am far away from my friends and my family but i was glad to be in Dublin for this occasion. Every members of my family and my friends wished me a happy birthday, it is always a pleasure.
When my boyfriend arrived in Dublin, I was already installed in the apartment and I was talking with the host. I bought a lot of good food (hams, cheeses, foie gras, bread and a cheesecake) to enjoy our first meal together and my birthday. I was lucky to have him for this special day.
The host was amiable and nice but very maniac. The first thing that he asked me was to taking off my shoes in order to keep the floor clean. That I can understand but he followed me everywhere to verify if I didn't damage his carpet with the suitcase wheels (= roues). Fortunately he was welcoming because at the beginning it was a little bit strange.