Another Stepping Stone is back, what’s new?

Back and ready to roll! It’s been a long time since I sat down to write anything apart from essays and revision notes, but today marks a new month and three days since I finished university. I started this space about two years ago now because I wanted somewhere to share my experiences as a…

Erasmus Bilbao – The Last One

They say that all good things come to an end, and that good things come to those who wait but I’m not so sure that I believe in that. Now in June the end of my Erasmus year in Bilbao has ended, I’ve packed up my room and am back in England albeit after 20…

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,…

You know you’ve lived in the Basque Country when…

As second semester begins, and I’ve been lucky enough to get Friday’s free (hello three day weekend!) I’m left with some time to reflect on what it really means to live in the Basque Country and have come up with a few things which I feel depict this region, so here we go: You know…

Saying Goodbye to international friends.

I started this blog in July 2012 as a way to record my year abroad. As we’ve now reached the middle of January, friends of mine who were only staying in Bilbao for the semester have left or are preparing to leave. So instead of posting about the year 2012, which I was originally going…

Christmas songs from around the globe.

Hello again, I know, it seems like it’s been a while! I really wish I could sit here and write about my recent trips to Brussels, Beligum, and Segoiva and Madrid, Spain. But unfortunately the last two weeks of the semester have finally arrived and deadlines are upon me. So instead I’d like to leave…

A few thoughts on life in Bilbao…six weeks on

It feels like a lifetime ago that I first stepped foot into my new flat, that I first got lost in my own apartment block trying to find the right door. But the truth of the situation is that this flat has become my home, making Bilbao my home by default, something that puts a…

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…