arriving

  • The city of “Jute, Jam and Journalism”

    Quarter past nine in the morning, totally hungover, I dragged myself out of the bed thinking it was a bad idea to go out last night especially when we have Principal’s welcome speech the next morning. Not being able to function properly, I forced myself to get ready and was there fifteen minutes late. To […]

  • Lost duckling

    It’s been a while since my last post. Probably around 10 days, maybe more. 10 incredibly busy and crazy days. I thought moving abroad would be easier second time around, I was wrong! I’ve been running around in circles, completely lost. I’ve also developed a technique that worked rather well so far it’s called „They […]