Spring is here and Minnesota is finally thawing from a long and ridiculously snowy winter. Although, I couldn’t be happier to pack away my winter boots, it also means it is time to pull out the wellies (or rain boots as most call them). The first time I heard them referred to as wellies (short for Wellington boots), was when I was studying abroad in Ireland. I spent spring semester of my junior year in college on the emerald isle in Louisburgh, a small town on the west coast of Ireland in County Mayo. It was the time of my life. I learned so much while I was there about life, culture and myself. I also learned how very necessary it is to have a good pair of wellies, especially in Ireland where the west coast can see as much as 225 days of rain a year.
I didn’t come to Ireland with wellies packed in my suitcase so after a few weeks of soaking wet socks, I set out to find a pair. I knew that with all the other souvenirs I would acquire over the semester, there would be slim to none chance of me fitting a big bulky pair of rain boots into my suitcase to return home. SO, I decided to would save money and buy an inexpensive pair to leave behind when I left. I had a hard time finding a pair of good-looking boots that were within my budget so I made the best of my wallet and my choices and went with the most obnoxious pair I could find. They were black with red tulips all over them. Looking back, they don’t sound that terrible but walking through the streets of Ireland; they definitely didn’t help me blend in with the locals!
Anyways, they got me through my rainy semester abroad and to this day, even as goofy as they might have been, I love reminiscing of the fun I had in my loud, tulip boots.