Wed 10 Mar 2010
Small Town Tales
Posted by Clare under Moving to Ireland
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Downtown Drogheda
You can live in a big city like Los Angeles your whole life and never run into someone you know on the street. Occasionally it happens; you’ll see a friend or co-worker and there’s always this sense of surprise, like “Funny seeing you here!” You might even tell someone else, “I ran into [fill in the blank] today at the store!” It’s unusual enough to make it newsworthy.
I’m finding that life in a small town like Drogheda means that you pretty much can’t go anywhere without seeing someone you know. You’re probably wondering how many people I could possibly know here, and the answer is that I am friends with about seven people and am acquainted with about eight more, so 15 all together. On my first day here, as my friend and I drove through Drogheda, I spotted four people I know walking around town. Four!
Half the people I know in town!
My friend Sinead, who grew up in the nearby village of Collon, knows everyone. Whether we’re at the grocery store or just driving down the road, people wave and say hello. Yesterday, we went for a walk around her neighborhood; people in every single car that drove past waved to us (Sinead says it’s a “country thing” to wave at everyone). I find myself waving at people I don’t even know as I don’t want to seem rude.
It’s fascinating how even people in neighboring villages know each other, or at least know of each other. Yesterday morning we all awoke to news that a local man, only 25 years old, was beaten outside of a bar in Clogherhead (about seven miles from Drogheda) and was on life support at the hospital. My friend Trevor knows the victim personally. Over the last day or so, I’ve heard all kinds of theories on what happened, who might have been in the group that jumped the guy, etc. There have been rumors that he is brain dead, paralyzed and (fingers crossed) that he’s going to pull through. People here are gripped by the news and everyone is rooting for the “poor fella,” with lots of prayers being said in his honor. Though everyone is going on with their daily routines, there’s this slight air of sadness and worry over the town right now and I’d say you’d be hard-pressed to find anyone here who hasn’t heard the news. [Note: Two hours after I wrote this paragraph, Sinead’s mom came in to tell us that “the chap passed on.” My deepest sympathies go out to his family and loved ones.].
Even the horses wave as you walk past
The sense of community around here is one I enjoy, though I imagine the reasons that make it so likeable can also make life a bit stifling at times. There may be days that one would like to pop in and out of the store without running into a half-dozen well-intentioned but meddling acquaintances. And nothing catches speed faster than false rumor and gossip in small towns. Who wants a rare drunken fall at the pub becoming the subject of Sunday morning chitchat? The thing about living in a small town is that when you don’t know what you’re doing, someone else does.
But for a girl used to Big City life, it’s a nice change of pace. Even with its obvious setbacks, I’ll take it – with a wave and a smile!
I have done the opposite– moved from a small city to a huge one and I really hate that there are just sooo many people and I never know anyone. Granted, I am a pretty quiet person, so I don’t know many people anyway, but I still wouldn’t mind seeing a familiar face once in awhile! I am far more comfortable with a small bunch of familiar faces than I am with a huge group of unknowns.
I hope the guy pulls through. You’re writing about people so you know they are talking about you! ; )
ps. Enjoying your photos Clare…
I’m all over the place, small village Ireland, city Ireland, NYC, 48K town CT so I’ve enjoyed (and despaired) in all sorts of environments.
I’ve related to your Irish-time chagrin. Now have you experienced the “I know him to see, not to talk to” distinction
Keirelle: Best of luck – I know it’s difficult now but you will meet some nice people and form your own close-knit circle. Just give it time :).
Cindy: Unfortunately he did not pull through. 🙁