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,…

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,…

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…

Goodbye England

Looking out of the plane window and I am granted with a last minute glimpse of England, my home. It’s a beautiful sunny day as I take that last little glimpse until Christmas, the last glimpse before I start my year abroad in Bilbao, I can see the cliffs at the coast and the surprisingly…