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A place of many names
(18/10/13) A couple of trains and a bus or so after leaving Mannheim, I arrived in Selva val Gardena, aka Wolkenstein. It’s in an area of northern Italy which used to be part of Germany (?), but was reapportioned following WW2 (another ??). As such, residents speak Italian, German, and a weird local dialect which […]
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Concept Czeching
(19/10/13) So, why on earth was I in Prague in the middle of winter? I’d booked a flight to Europe about six months beforehand, with the intention of going to the Ukraine to work for a year. One visa problem after another, this had morphed into going to Russia, for which I had even more visa […]
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Letters home
Good morning guys!!! Happy Monday!!! I’m procrastinating my socks off—something, might I add, I’ve done remarkably well all weekend—I have 2 assignments and 2 lesson plans to do, so obviously sleeping has becoming an amazingly good time. Tanya asked for a proper email last week, so congratulations, this has become my new form of procrastination! […]
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Bones, clocks and cream
(22/10/13) After four of the most intensive weeks of my life (was it really only four weeks?!), the CELTA course was finally over, and we were free. Freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. I was completely branaddled (‘brain addled’, for those who don’t speak Laura), but I only had accommodation for another couple of nights, so got straight on with […]