A culchie in the city

What happens when someone moves from rural Ireland to the big bad city? (Not a lot) A guide to how not to stick out like a sore thumb when moving to the big shmoke

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An Intro I suppose to the guide?

Well, Hi!

This is a blog I suppose. I've never seen myself as someone who would actually make a blog but we'll see how this goes.

Now, I know what you're thinking, why? Why do we need a guide to living in a city? Surely it's just like living anywhere except for it's a city but I'm here to say, it's not that simple.

Okay, let's be honest, it's not a guide as much as it's my experience of the differences between the two.

So let's kick back and get into it shall we?

Firstly, for those of you who live elswhere on the globe, a culchie is simply someone from the country. If you ask a Dub (someone from Dublin) they reckon it's anyone outside of Dublin but as a culchie I wouldn't exactly call myself one despite living miles from a city of any sort.

In my eyes a culchie is someone who is into farming and country music, who wears checked shirts and brown shoes to a nightclub and begs the DJ to play wagon wheel.

So I never considered myself a culchie until I moved to Dublin, the big Shmoke, Ireland's version of the Big Apple. Less cool though.

There is a united hatred of Dublin outside of Dublin itself. Not the place, the opportunities or any of that. Sure all you see is 'culchies' on instagram taking photos of the Spire as if it actually was a proper land mark.

No it's the people we dislike.

They have an air about them that makes them seem like they think they're better than us simple country folk. It's infuriating to say the least.

For example, (and you'll be getting lots of these through the posts) the first time I used google pay in front of a Dub, they laughed and said "Oh look at you, becoming a proper city girl"

Now I've had google pay for months. At the point this event happened I had had it for at least 4 months and she acted as if this was a new concept to my little brain.

It's things like this I'll post about, the language, the people, just the whole lot.

Basically, I've lived in Dublin for a good few years due to college. I have a house and I fare quite well, I know the buses, I know where to go out out on what nights and where the drinks are cheap. And now I will impart (is that even a word?) my wisdom to you. Well if anyone actually reads it. But I'll think of it as an impersonal diary that may or may not be read. So if you have read, thanks and I hope it'll help even slightly.