Uni Galz On Tour Part 1: FOUR IN A BED


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…

#homecomforts – Tips for Surviving Homesickness


Probably not the most cringe/cheesy/OMG Kill Me Now Pls Facebook status I’ve ever published whilst intoxicated, but it’s definitely up there. I wrote this a month into my stay in Granada. Pathetic as the title reads, I didn’t miss home per se; la vida Erasmus doesn’t allow it; there are just too many things to…

Honey, I’m home/en casa/ zu Hause/thuis zijn


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…

‘Nit Noi’


Two little utterances that have brought me more shame than anything else in my twenty two years.  The amount of times I have used this phrase is beyond the point of embarrassing, and every time I do, a half smile and awkward silence proceeds, whilst memories flood back of missed opportunities and that familiar feeling…

Going A.W.O.L in Grana’a


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…

Last-minute Limbo


Here’s the first entry, it’s a bit lengthy but give it a chance, I won’t be posting every minute of the day and will keep the Brit-abroad rants to a minimum, promise.  x Four days left. I’m itching to go; I have my euros, a place to stay and am pretty sure I printed my…