year abroad :: frustration

*Disclaimer: This is along the lines of a rant.* I'm feeling a little regretful that I lost track of journaling my days here in Libourne, especially when it comes to a writing a new blog post, but when I'm alone, I just want peace. Or, my bed. I just want to shut my eyes and…

year abroad :: un mois

So as I’m nearly a month into living in the second motherland, I thought it about time for reflection. There’s so much to discover every single day, and it’s so exciting when something new happens. Just this past week, I’ve made an incredible friend and been introduced to so many other kind people, who treat…

year abroad :: short but sweet

Finally!!! I have time for a blog post. So I’ve officially been in France three weeks as of tonight. I can’t believe three weeks ago I was on a plane to Bergerac. I genuinely never expected to feel quite as home as this. Of course, it’s not simple. Every day there is something new I…

life :: lazy day

I thought Sundays were lazy in England, but no, the French are masters of the laid-back Sunday. I woke up early this morning to the meowing of my host's cat, which had decided to perch itself on my wooden balcony, right outside the door next to my bed. As sweet as this good morning was,…

life :: become

To add to all the excitement of moving away tomorrow, this weekend consisted of parties and more parties. Tonight will see the 'last supper' before I go, we get so sentimental as a family. I'll probably be back at Christmas! LES AMIS I decided to throw a little 'Bon Voyage party, inviting all the girls…

life :: impending

It is but four days now until I begin "living" in a country that's not my own. The excitement is rapidly building, and the things that I needed to sort are falling into place, as if they were designed to from the beginning. I'm already absolutely shattered from such a long, busy, yet totally freakin' awesome…

life :: self

Okay so, I should really be concentrating on getting things sorted for France...BUT there's a current topic floating around the media that I just have to talk about. I'm entitling this post 'self' because that's exactly what it's going to be about. I was watching Loose Women a month ago now - youthful programme I know…

career :: beginnings

When I think back to finishing secondary school at 16, I remember people acquiring "summer jobs" before we began sixth form/college in the Autumn. I never had any desire to work or have a job, let alone a summer job. I knew I did not want to sit in an office filing at age 16,…