the countdown is on (and I get my social life back)

3 months, 12 1/2 weeks or 88 days That's exactly how long I have until I board a plane to take me away to Madrid, Spain. Whaaaat?! I received the confirmation email today - 11th January 2015 - flights have been booked, enrolment has begun, spanish level is still the same. But in all seriousness, I … Continue reading the countdown is on (and I get my social life back)

What I’ll miss most (Part 1)

Inspired by my good friend Michaela, who also happens to be my soon-to-be flat mate and up-and-coming youtube star, I have decided to make a list of things I'll miss the most next year during my year away from home. When I started thinking about what I would include in this, a lot of different … Continue reading What I’ll miss most (Part 1)

uh-oh. mi español no es bueno.

Guys, my spanish ... sucks. So bad. As part of my degree, it's compulsory that I have to study spanish before I go for my in-country study, aka "intercambio". This has been happening since the start of 2013, and honestly, I should be pretty sweet to hold semi-decent conversations. This is not the case. For shame … Continue reading uh-oh. mi español no es bueno.

10th 11th 12th

Last week I finally attended a long-awaited meeting re: ICS Spain 2015. Many things were covered (information overload!) and I was able to meet students who are here on exchange from my host university, Universidad Carlos III de Madrid and suss things out. We covered: passports visa applications student residence cards police checks consulate visits … Continue reading 10th 11th 12th

realisations & sentiments

As I was crossing the iconic Harbour Bridge this afternoon on my bus ride home and overlooked the gorgeous harbour, I came to the realisation that I won't be living in a coastal city next year. The thought hit me straight in the face. This may not seem like a 'big deal' to you and … Continue reading realisations & sentiments

note to self

“Travel is never a matter of money but of courage.  I spent a large part of my youth traveling the world as a hippie. And what money did I have then? None. I barely had enough to pay for my fare. But I still consider those to have been the best years of my youth.The great lessons … Continue reading note to self