A Different Drummer


I Lived in Dublin Once

And as you can see from this rare 2003 photo unearthed by a housemate, it was a bit of a rough year:


This was, if I remember right, the night we came home to find out electricity disconnected.

It should not be confused with the night when, in punishment for losing a particularly weird little challenge, I had to go and sing the Australian national anthem at the top of my lungs out the front of St Patrick's Cathedral:

I seemed to spend a lot of time in Dublin screaming in anguish at the top of my lungs, which can be interpreted however you want.

4 Responses to “I Lived in Dublin Once”

  1. # Blogger denise

    Oh Tom.

    Remember when I chaired a conference for you guys, and you and me had to cater every meal?

    The kitchen and conference room was separated by a garbage bag curtain and I went from introducing plenary to washing up breakfast dishes and helping you make lunch.

    Good times.  

  2. # Blogger Joe

    Do you still have your blog posts from those days? They would make interesting reading.  

  3. # Blogger Tom Gara

    denise - best conference ever, what are you talking about? all 4 delegates probably had the time of their lives :)

    joe - alas, an irish experience went down in flames with the aiesec.ws blog server.  

  4. # Blogger Adam

    and my how "anirishexperience" is missed. Those were the days. I really liked how you could google our names and the most insane pictures in the world would come up... That picture of Tom is a nice approximation of the anguish. Looking closely at the photo, I'm glad that I can remember the sense of humor that filled the room when the lights wouldn't turn on... oh that was hilarious... no, i mean for real... it was absolutely hilarious :-) -Lemmon  

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