The Irish Version of Myself

Moving to Ireland created a version of myself that can only be described as the Irish version of myself.

The Irish Version of Myself Irish Morgan is loud, free, and doesn’t have a care in the world. She walks to work because she doesn’t have a car. She drinks in the middle of the day because there is no one there to tell her not to. Irish Morgan dresses weird. Her best friend is Swedish, so she gets fashion tips from a Scandinavian diva. She’ll wear black pants, pink high tops, a yellow shirt, and a green jacket. She’ll never match, but that’s ok. Irish Morgan isn’t out to impress anyone.

Irish Morgan doesn’t have to pretend to be someone she isn’t. If you don’t like her, she’ll shrug and move on. The friends that she has made may be far and few in between, but they are true friends. She isn’t fake. If there is something on her mind, she will tell you what it is. Irish Morgan is true to herself.

Irish Morgan falls in love with everyone. She has friends from all over the world and cares deeply for them. She’s the type of person who goes to a party knowing only one person and comes out knowing every person there. She’s friendly but doesn’t try to get people to like her. Irish Morgan is who she is, and that is all she is. Irish Morgan has had her heart broken and loved blindly. She dates guys who are bad for her and guys who are good for her. She’s learned to pay for her own meal and to not expect to be called back. Irish Morgan loves the freedom of being single and dating around.

Irish Morgan travels. She will save her paychecks for the next adventure and come home broke as crap but planning the next trip. Irish Morgan feels a calling from the rest of the world. She needs to explore. It isn’t so much a want to see the world as it is a necessity. Her life revolves around when the next trip will be. Irish Morgan travels solo, with guys, with friends, with family, cheaply, and luxuriously. Irish Morgan travels because that is the source of her greatest happiness.

Irish Morgan is in Ireland. She is there wandering the streets of Dublin watching the people go about their business. She’s drinking pints with her South African friend catching up on the latest gossip from the office. Irish Morgan is dancing in the kitchen while her flatmates try to cook or do laundry. Irish Morgan loves her life and is thankful for the opportunity to live in such a magical place.

I miss Irish Morgan.

I wish I were more like her.

About travelmorgantravel

Morgan is a travel blogger and columnist who loves chocolate and a cheesy rom-com. She spends her time reading self-help books in attempt to reassure herself that she isn't all that crazy. Follow her on her wild adventures around the world.

23 Comments

  1. I felt that way a lot when I came back from Mexico. And sometimes, it still creeps up on me. The question becomes is it possible to blend the two.?

  2. I really don’t know that it is. When I’m here at home, I’m expected to be one person. If I am the other or some kind of a mix of the two, I always end up in trouble. I have to settle to just be Southern Morgan. But she and I don’t get along…

  3. “Comes back broke as crap” you say? I so know that feeling. I do think that pre-Irish American Morgan probably is Irish-American Morgan now, one way to see it 😉

  4. That is a great way to look at it!! People generally think it’s weird though when I talk about my Irish habits and how they have slowly taken over my life. I really did feel perfectly at home when I was there though. I miss it 🙁

  5. I know exactly what you mean. People back home now think I’m just an eccentric. I’m a weird Mauritian with quirky British and Turkish habits. I definitely miss London and try to go back whenever I can, although I don’t have the problem of having to cross the Atlantic for that. When you will go back though, it’ll always feel as if you never leff 😉

  6. My experience is the Irish you will never go away, same way the southern you didn’t disappear just because you spent a year away. You’ll just have to learn to blend them in a way that makes you happy. However, once you’ve accomplished that, or think you are about to accomplish it, you’ll be experiencing something else somewhere else (perhaps a year in Sweden with your bestie?) and before you know it the irish-southern you will have to make way for a third persona… and thus the cycle of the multiple-selfs of a traveler continues 🙂 You just have to learn to enjoy it 🙂

  7. I think that one of the most important realizations we can have as third-culture-humans is that we are shaped by every person in our lives and every moment that we live, and that we can be the person we truely are, so long as we don’t limit ourselves with the expectations of our old lives.

    I used to be the girls who had never left the midwest. In less than two years I have over 20 pages of my passport filled with stamps and visas. (Three years ago, I didn’t even have a passport!) While I am scared about what my life will look like when I move back to America, I am determined to not let the old version of who I was hinder my new self, who may not be all the much better but certainly has learned to take risks and be more adventuresome.

    I am not jealous of your repatriation experience, because I feel like my own will mirror yours. Fight the good fight for what you love and what you want to do, for Irish Morgan, and American Morgan!

  8. Thanks Michelle! 🙂 I have a big smile on my face as I read that. The post I just published is an open letter to those who wish to travel. I wrote it for other people but more or less as a letter to myself. Sometimes I need to be reminded to do what I want to do and not what is expected of me. I am Southern-Irish Morgan who loves to travel and is welcoming the change and influence of another culture. 🙂

  9. It may not feel like it right now but there will always be a little bit of Irish Morgan inside you. There will be times in the future when you feel scared or intimidated about something and all of a sudden Irish Morgan will jump in and save the day 😉

  10. Christina

    Thanks for sharing Morgan. I am still in Seattle for now, but my newest goal is to get my Irish passport, moving to Ireland with my Irish boyfriend. I am looking forward to meeting Irish Christina after reading this.

  11. Love this! I always refer to myself in 3rd person.. Especially when past Alicia looks after future Alicia and sets Gatorade on the nightstand after a night of drinking. Sometimes she’s great, sometimes she’s a drunken asshole 😉

What are your thoughts?