My first experience going abroad without my family was during year 8 of secondary school. I was 13 years old and was on a trip to the French capital with my school. We were able to choose between going to Paris, France or Madrid, Spain, and I chose Paris because, at the time I thought myself quite the master (well,…

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As a young child, I often holidayed in France, in particular the Mediterranean coast. My family and I camped in tents or stayed in mobile homes on various campsites up and down the coast. After 6 or 7 years we moved to the west coast for our holidays and did the same, although we took our own tents and cooking…

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Hello Just as the title says, and as cliché as this may be, this is just a little introduction to my spontaneously-created blog. In this space I will be documenting my life and studies, focusing on the development of my understanding and awareness of other cultures, the progression in my language skills (so don’t be surprised if I post an…

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