Little Miss Victoria: Step 3: Forget everything you thought you knew ... again

Hello folks!
So it's been - wait, two months?! My, time flies. We are now in the middle of snow-less December here in my side of the world. Although Christmas is near, I can't say I feel it. It's hard to be in the Christmas cheer when there's no snow on the ground and the thermometer indicates 10 degrees. There are also no decorations in my apartment because honestly, what am I going to do with it all after Christmas? I'm sure Munich will have plenty of Christmas cheer to compensate for what I am lacking at the moment anyway. Although I will admit that it's about more than decorations and snow; I miss the present hunting and wrapping, the smell of turkey, mashed potatoes and cookies, the warmth of a wood stove and skating. But mostly, I miss the comfort of being surrounded by my family, the people who matter the most to me. It's a good thing we have FaceTime!

I also did get to see my dad a few weeks ago, which was fantastic. It was much needed. We didn't do anything too crazy, but I was happy just having him around. We did two bus trips, which were great. My favorite one was without a doubt Kylemore Abbey and Connemara. The scenery was beautiful. And they are sheep everywhere! Now I know where they hide them all. Scroll below for some pictures!

As for my travels, I have my trip to Munich coming up very soon, for which I am very excited. My first vacation in quite some time. It will be lovely to just enjoy myself without having to worry about this and that. However, my travels will not stop there. I will be leaving about one week after I come back from Germany, this time for weeks, hopefully months. As I found myself abruptly without a job Sunday night, I was faced with two choices: find another job or go travel. Out of desperation I looked at the travelling option as I could do something about it right away. Once I had calmed down, however, I started applying to a few jobs. Sadly, most jobs available at the moment (or in general, really) are in customer service. At least, the ones I'm qualified for. Here's the problem: I don't want to work in customer service anymore. I have no interest in putting on a fake smile and be nice to people just so they will buy something or give my company a good review. There is more to life than that (at least I hope). And so it seems Ireland has done everything it could for me for the time being. I have learned a lot, but I feel that it is time for me to go learn other things in other places.

Now, don't get me wrong, I am scared. Terrified, actually. I am leaving certainty and the comfort of a beautiful apartment for the unknown, uncertainty and possibly a couch instead of a bed. But I choose to have faith, to believe that everything will work out for the best and that when I need it, I will find another beautiful and comfortable apartment. My desire to learn, discover and be happy again overpowers my fears. I see it as a quest. I'm not sure what I'm searching, but I am out to find something. In all my thinking, I have managed to pinpoint the reasons why I want to go travel:
-Learn about everything and anything
-Discover new things and rediscover old ones
-Find myself and my happiness
-Fall in love, even if just for a night
-Feel alive

So that's that. I'm not certain of all the details yet, but I plan on waiting after my trip to Munich to pinpoint my exact destination. I have a feeling that I will meet people there who will inspire me, invite me to join them, or even give me some ideas. After all, a lot of what I have learnt so far was taught to me by fellow travelers. I'll keep you posted!

Now for the fun part: pictures!

I went to Belfast for a weekend with a fellow Canadian I met in Galway. We made sure to stop by the Titanic Museum: