Time flies when you’re having fun We’ve all heard this saying, and we’ve all said it. The concept of time is a strange thing, sometimes we feel like it’s caught us and is pulling us faster and faster through life, and sometimes we feel like it couldn’t be going more slowly if it tried. The…
Flashback Friday: YOBO – You Only Bilbao Once!
So it’s been nearly 5 weeks since I last posted on here with the intention of more regular posts, and a Flashback Friday section. However, in a turn of events, that didn’t happen. But being as it is actually Friday today I guess that gives me the perfect excuse to Flashback over this semester so…
A day late Flashback Friday: The story of New York City
Flashback 10 months and it’s April 2012 and I’m boarding a plane across the pond to New York City, the big apple. It’s my first time out of Europe and I’m doing it alone. It’s a trip that I’ve been meaning to write about for a very long time, but one that I’ve never quite…
A Journey through Castilla y León
Arriving in Burgos and it’s a beautiful sunny day, the sky is a brilliant blue and the air is crisp, there’s a feeling of the changing of seasons from winter to spring, and it feels great to be somewhere new, to explore and discover. Leaving Bilbao, the bus journey to Burgos took us through rain,…
Change and how to survive a Basque restaurant with only three words of Spanish.
As we enter November there’s a definite feeling of change, the leaves have changed to the many shades of red, orange and yellow, and the clocks have gone back an hour. There’s a chill in the air, and a fresh breeze, reminding me that we are truly in Autumn now, and that it’s only a…
The best things in life come free, a week with my brother, and a sunny day in Mundaka
Last week I was lucky enough to have my big brother grant me with his presence in Bilbao. It was five days of non-stop fun, non-stop eating and non-stop laughter. It was sibling time, time to smile and time to catch up. The Basque Country was very kind to us, it gave us warm,…
A night to remember, a night full of human towers, dancing and fireworks in my face.
Are you ready? Sit back, relax and try and enjoy the ride. Here follows the story of how we were “jugando con el muerte” (playing with death) Early evening my wonderful Chilean flatmates and I set off to Plaza Aita Donostia in Bilbao. The sun was still shining and the stroll through the streets was…
The story of the Medieval Market in Vitoria and the story of how I became flexitarian.
Wandering closer and closer into the centre of the Basque Country’s capital city Vitoria, the aromas of food, and the sound of music and chatter began to guide us to where we wanted to be. Vitoria was coming towards the end of its annual Medieval Market, but this in no way meant that anything was calming down. There…
Party in the Guggenheim Museum?…Why on earth not?
4 words and I was sold… “Party in the Guggenheim” That’s right, I went to a party in the Guggenheim Museum, Bilbao. It was a special event to celebrate the 15th anniversary of the museum, live music, DJ’s inside and outside, dancing and art. What’s not to love? When I first heard about the event,…
San Juan de gaztelugatxe, quite possibly one of my new favourite places.
Approaching the top of the first hill and I’m stunned by the beauty of this place, the water is so clear and a brilliant blue, the cliffs and little islands are just stunning. I’ve only taken a few steps off the bus and up a little hill but I’m already amazed by this place and…
A lazy update through photos
Waking up this morning it dawned on me again that I hadn’t written a new post in over three weeks, and I promised myself that today would finally be the day that I wrote one. It’s now dark outside and I’ve only just started, I have 3 weeks worth of catching up to do, and…
Why Basque is Spain’s version of Welsh
When I first received the email saying that I’d be spending my year abroad in Bilbao my heart sank, I hadn’t really put the sufficient amount of thought into where I’d wanted to study for the year abroad part of my degree because my original plan had always been to work for the British Council…
