I'm 25 years old and I don't think I've ever had a sense of place. I always planned to leave Switzerland, even during the parts of my teens when I was relatively happy, but when I got to the UK I definitely felt like one of the international students, a little outside it all, never entirely British, always a bit of a half breed ( Read more... )

My travels start as they always do, I am up til midnight trying not to worryand trying to get so exhausted I sleep on the plane. Nothing makes flying pleasant for me and I don't sleep but the flight is at least smooth and uneventful. After circling for what seems an eternity we land at Madrid bar rajas, which smells of grapefruit. Here I discover I ( Read more... )

So Ignore the stuff about fundraising being fun. Parts of it were but none of it was fun enough to warrant spending the ammount of time this week would have required me to be on the tube, especially not for a claustrophobic. I quit. So i'm being a quitter for a change, bleh ( Read more... )