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Bansko, Bulgaria: an underrated location for hurtling down a mountain on two sticks

Bansko, Bulgaria: an underrated location for hurtling down a mountain on two sticks

This will come as no surprise to anyone who knows me: I always have a lot of plans. I’m constantly dreaming up trips I want to take, goals I wanted to set and projects I want to start. Every week I come home bouncing, saying, “I’ve had an idea.” My head is so busy with potential plans that I have to remember that there are other people whose visions I care about too and that their plans also have to…

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A comedy of errors: learning Polish

A comedy of errors: learning Polish

A comedy of errors is a completely accurate way to describe the process of starting to learn a new language. There is laughing – and there are many, many, many mistakes. The only way to start learning a new language – especially one that is unlike any language you’ve studied before – is to fail, a lot. I mean, that’s the only way to learn literally anything new, but there is something particularly acute about making mistakes in another language….

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Sydney: big waves and petty arguments

Sydney: big waves and petty arguments

After hanging out in Perth and Canberra, Jake and I spent our final weekend in Australia in Sydney. My mum stayed in Canberra to spend more time with her parents (she was meeting clients in Sydney the following week and flying home after us). After two weeks of staying in busy houses full of small children, dogs and fake cockroaches used to scare us at any opportunity, it was nice to have two days just the two of us. Well,…

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Birthdays, free glitter and a lot of things I’m bad at

Birthdays, free glitter and a lot of things I’m bad at

There’s a lot of pressure, when you live with someone, to make their birthday special. You are the person they wake up to on the one day of the year they can reasonably refuse to do any washing up and you have to begrudgingly say fine. Jake turned twenty-three last week and I was ready to create birthday fun times. The real fun of Jake’s birthday had been planned for the weekend, when a group of our friends descended upon…

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Love in the time of humidity, hills and wrong turns

Love in the time of humidity, hills and wrong turns

Jake and I travel well together. We both eat everything, are unfussy about accommodation and transport and love new places and experiences. We also share an unreasonable love for anything deep-fried and making pig noses at each other on planes. You know, the important stuff. However, there are moments that test even the most relaxed couple. These same moments also test me and Jake. We were travelling by boat from Praslin to Mahé, the island where we would spend our…

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Climbing Snowdon for the stubborn

Climbing Snowdon for the stubborn

Compromise is the one of the cornerstones of any good relationship. Jake wanted to climb a mountain. I wanted to stay at sea level and cuddle. So we climbed a mountain (did we do it right?). It’s become a running joke that while I like walking and cycling, I very much prefer to do so on flat ground. Seriously, what kind of masochist enjoys going uphill? It burns, it hurts, you sweat and it’s overall an unpleasant physical experience (I…

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