Pleine lune


What a difference a weekend can make huh? On returning from Barcelona, I set my sights on making the move, and pouring all my energy into searching for a position in Spain. I wasn't too concerned about the field, but more the opportunity to relocate, and of course, finally being able to use my languages.…

New Year, New Me – Saying ¡Sí!


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…