Week three saw me experiencing three different clubs in Florence for the first time, and the wonders of Volterra and Monteriggioni…
Better late than never, here’s my rundown of my second week in Florence, including three aperitivos, two new towns and one interesting jazz experience…
So here I am, I’ve made it through one of the toughest weeks of my life! Here’s what I got up to during my first, rollercoaster ride of a week in Florence…
As you’re reading this, I will have just arrived in Florence, and will most likely be completely out of my depth. I still haven’t found anywhere to live, and have had to book a hostel for the first week to allow myself to view some apartments in person.
I feel like now is an important time to review my time in Paris and what I will do differently now that I have moved to Florence.
Spending six months working abroad was such a formative experience, and I inevitably learnt so much about both the French and myself.
So I have returned from my six month placement in Paris. It was amazing, and I’m very sad about the fact I can no longer see the Pantheon by my side every time I leave the house and the Eiffel Tower whenever I bring myself to cook an actual meal!
In this blog post I wanted to explore some of my expectations that I had before I came to Paris and how they turned out. Who knows, maybe this will help someone who is about to embark on a stay in Paris.
If you know me personally, you’ll know how nostalgic/sentimental I am. This being my last week in Paris, my sentimentality is reaching new heights.
Okay I’m writing this feeling incredibly sentimental with only 10 days left of my time in Paris, so fair warning for any soppiness that may be on its way!
Christmas time in Paris did not disappoint, bringing along with it the favourite month of my year abroad so far.
When my friend Flis invited me to her 21st birthday party in Cambridge on the 26th November, the night after my sister’s birthday, I couldn’t resist the opportunity to celebrate two birthdays in one weekend!