With now less than three weeks left until I head back to England for good and end my year abroad (!!), I keep finding myself debating whether I'm happy or sad to go home and I wanted to write a little post on my feelings now, so I can look back once I'm at home. Santiago couldn't have been a more different experience...
April could possibly be crowned my favourite month that I've spent here in Santiago, it was incredible. In one month, I squeezed in a visit to El Puerto de Santa Maria (near Cadiz) to visit my lovely pal Emily, one day in Barcelona, two days in Ibiza, two days in Formentera and a visit from my Gran to finish it off. I burnt...
The number of times I've been told I'll come back to England with a tan after living here in Spain is quite concerning. Firstly, when have I EVER had a tan? I've spent hours, days and weeks trying but alas, I am the definition of an English Rose (read: pale). Not only does my inability to go any darker than a warm beige...
Yesterday I got a notification from my countdown app telling me I only had three months left of my year abroad and I swear I nearly cried! I do not want to leave this place. I can't believe how quickly the last six weeks have gone - "time flies" and all that. Anyway, since I've been here six weeks I thought it was...
Before I say anything about this weekend, you should know that I'm writing this blog post from my death bed (on the sofa, with a cuppa like a true sick English gal) so everyone should probably feel sorry for me and send chocolate please and thank you! On Friday at FOUR IN THE MORNING Virgi and I got up, got dressed in a...
I've almost been here two weeks now and I genuinely cannot believe how quickly that time has gone. So much has happened since arriving here in Santiago that I don't really know where to start! Last Saturday we had our first night out and Júlia moved in! Virginia, Júlia and I invited a few friends to the flat for a couple of drinks...
Hola a todos! I've made it to my second year abroad destination: Santiago de Compostela, Spain! And I'm now sat in a cafe called Dalia with a hot chocolate (which I'm pretty sure is actually chocolate custard...) and scrounging for wifi so I can tell you about my first few days. Monday After spending all of Sunday trying to fit everything in my suitcase, I...
Tout achèvement marque un nouveau départ Every end is a new beginning In three days' time I will be making a somewhat stressful journey on the metro to Orly Airport, with a very large, very heavy suitcase and no key in my pocket to the little flat on the fifth floor of a beautiful Parisian building in the 15th arrondissement. Quite sad when you put...
