Oh yeah, I'm in Dublin. I just arrived yesterday for the 27th Annual Automorphic Forms Workshop. With all of the math related traveling I've done this year, I feel like my body is having trouble registering this one. Since January 1, I don't think I've spend more than three consecutive nights in my own bed. Don't get me wrong, I'm very excited to be in Dublin, but half of me expects to wake up tomorrow and find myself in Milwaukee...or something. I guess what I mean to say is that I don't feel very physically grounded. It's difficult to be excited about going somewhere when you don't have a good sense of where you presently are, metaphysically. Sounds like it's time to engage ye old root shakra.
Dublin greeted me with 30 degree weather, heavy winds, freezing rain, intermittent snow showers, and those frosty sort of gusts that bring tears to your eyes. Yesterday was primarily dedicated to sleep, since I took the red eye over here, but I did venture out for lunch in the afternoon. I walked around the Temple Bar district for a few hours, and found this delightful establishment, Cornucopia Wholefoods & Restaurant.
I don't know if I was just desperately cold, or if this was truly the warmest coziest place on earth, but it was just what I needed. Not to mention, my heaping plate of vegetarian lasagna with winter squashes, served with a Moroccan chickpea salad and a potato and cucumber salad in a light Thai peanut vinaigrette. Delicious!
After lunch, I retreated back to my hostel, donned a wool sweater, prepared a mug of tea, and crawled back into bed to finish preparing my talk. Fueled by these good intentions, I instead read "The Poisonwood Bible" until falling asleep. The talk can wait. Tea and a good book in bed, is there really anything more delightfully relaxing than that?
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