Clucking ‘Ell, is that Eric Cantona?
For the week of my Birthday, my mum, dad and sister had booked flights to Lyon and I was to meet them at the airport. Typically of them, not only were they the last people from their flight to make it to Arrivals, but thanks to my sister having left her passport on the plane, [...]
12 – Finding a Home
Warning: it’s a long one. I’ve wanted to write this post for a while now. Not only was it a glaringly obvious gap in coverage…
HOI
In the interests of diversity I am one of the few at Leeds doing an ERASMUS funded industry year. Basically I am spending a year…
Perving
I really, really wanted to find the Arabic word for ‘perving’ for the title of this post instead. Believe me, I looked. But either Lonely…
Planes, trains and hovercraft
I made my first trip elsewhere as an Erasmus student during the school holidays, and although I recognise the irony in being given a holiday…
7- Going Out
Though I may well receive a lot of flak for admitting this (or possibly not, as those who…
Looking for Maha: Digested
6 – Food Following previous posts it could be easily assumed that eating out in an Arab country…
Looking for Maha: Digested
4 – Classes I saved this most crucial of topics for a few weeks in because, having completed…