A cuenta a day…

I’ve now been in Chile for six whole days and, instead of a lengthy and inevitably somewhat dull blow-by-blow account of the week, here are a few slightly silly anecdotes offering a dollhouse-sized window into what life is like here as both a gringa and somebody prone to being a bit of a shambles. 1. Surprise! Empanadas are essentially Chile’s national dish; imagine a Cornish pasty but … Continue reading A cuenta a day…

Final thoughts and happenings

This post was written in two bits, mainly because I never got round to finishing it the first time round but then couldn’t bring myself to delete it and start again. Written on Monday 20th June I write this, (probably) my final blogpost concerning my year abroad, from the comfort of my bed in little old Normanby-by-Spital, the Lincolnshire village where my parents live. There’s … Continue reading Final thoughts and happenings

These boots (okay, trainers) were (not) made for walking

I’ve just arrived back in Santiago after catching a painfully early bus this morning from Muxia, the final destination of my four-day walk. That pilgrimage that I talked about possibly doing a couple of posts ago? Yeah, I actually did it. And it was honestly one of the best decisions of my year abroad. I had the best time ever. It’s difficult to pin down what … Continue reading These boots (okay, trainers) were (not) made for walking

The Costa del Sol’s got nothing on this…

After two failed attempts, yesterday was the day that I finally made it to las Islas Cíes, a gem off the coast of Galicia and home of the world’s best beach, according to this article in The Guardian. I had a friend from school visiting for the weekend and, seeing as one day is more than enough time to see the whole of Santiago, going for a day … Continue reading The Costa del Sol’s got nothing on this…