No words can quite describe the annual existential crisis you suffer during those final few minutes before your birthday once you reach a certain age. Those moments that would once fill you with a childish feeling of anticipation and greed instead leave you with a temporary yet overwhelming sense of anti-climax, dread and underachievement. And […]
As the old saying goes, you’re not best friends until you’ve been naked in a room together while someone oils, scrubs, bathes and massages you. That’s the situation I found myself in with Sinead and Hannah at a Hammam massage spa on the second day of our trip to Marrakech. Expecting the traditional Moroccan idea […]
Originally written for and published on ThirdYearAbroad.com [link] The debate surrounding the Spanish tradition of bullfighting is one that continues to polarise, dividing people between those who see it as an antiquated custom that glorifies the torture of animals, and those who consider it simply as part of the country’s history and culture, with very […]
Originally written for and published on ThirdYearAbroad.com [link] For those of you who have recently received an acceptance letter to study in Spain, you’re probably already daydreaming about la vida loca that awaits you: a new world where the hardest decision will be which tapas to accompany your glass of sangria, sunbathing on a beach […]
I often mention Salamanca or the ‘Sal Pals’ in my blogs without really explaining what I mean. Last July, my university sent me and about 30 other soon-to-be Españasmus students to Salamanca in Spain for a month of sunbathing, drunken debauchery and occasional language learning, with tuition, accommodation and three meals a day all kindly […]
After the excitement of my interrailling trip, I quickly became bored of staying in Madrid, so I was more than excited to hop on a plane back to England for a week. It’s fair to say that Mother Kenny was less than impressed when, despite living in a foreign country for 6 months and recently […]
Paris wasn’t quite the picture-postcard fantasy I remembered when I first arrived. After dodging countless tramps on the metro and trekking through the rain, I checked into my hostel and dumped my bags. Thankfully, my Parisian trip coincided perfectly with that of Julia, my best friend who I stayed with in Bordeaux. Considering we usually […]
