I retreated home for Christmas last year, welcomed by Lidl’s weekly stock of mince pies – I went from being homesick to almost physically sick; I tried explaining to Mum that they also eat food in Spain, but that didn’t seem to deter her from fattening me up like the honorary Christmas Turkey. Despite not…
Valentine’s Day last year, my heart was left broken. Granada had me completely enamoured, under its bewitching charm and in a state of enraptured stupor. The city, it’s people, and of course, the tapas, had me so fazed I sometimes (more like every day spent there) forgot what I was supposed to be doing (talk…
So as you would have already realised from previous posts, university life in Spain was not all it was cracked up to be. In fact, aside from having a decent café with Alhambra beer on tap, I do not have many positive things to say about my time spent in la facultad de filosofía y…
Even though university was getting a bit ‘meh’ in Granada (poo hadn’t quite hit the fan at this point), I still found myself completely enamoured by Spain and the astounding city I was lucky enough to call home. During my time at university in Portsmouth I was #blessed (and still am!) to have a close…
Did you know that the Spanish do not have a word for kettle? In fact, the majority I met had never seen one before in their lives. If you think that is outrageous, be prepared for the following confession... It had been six days in Spain before I had a cup of tea. SIX WHOLE…
4° Izquierda. Sonnentanz was our jam, Brasilia was our hangout. Finding digs in Granada was not the easiest of tasks for me, as some of you well know, but I arrived in the new city and found myself not living with just Spaniards, as promised (the landlord promised a lot of things, but I’m still…
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I’m going back to England in 6 days. I’ve had to set my WordPress password more than a few times. I think I did the typical ERASMUS thing again. I don’t know how this happened. Spain, man. Granada is overwhelming, to say the least. Ashamedly I have failed to make a consistent record of…
Post-reckless retail splurge and I found myself struggling to distribute all my things into two suitcases, a handbag and my rucksack; back to square one with a bus journey ahead of us. Just stepping foot in Granada there is a noticeable difference in the air of this place; a sense of calm envelops the city,…
Sammy Wandering Abroad 