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Where the Grass is Greener
I just felt that at that time in my life, I needed to be somewhere else, doing something else.
Prague, Monte Carlo and the rest of a fairy tale month.
I’m sure this has happened to all of us. How sometimes we pause in between hurried acts and we realise that we have been caught up in a whirlwind and we think to ourselves how time can truly be a treacherous bitch.
20 things I have learnt since the move.
Living on your own also means you have plenty of time to reflect about things.
Going wild in Joburg
A day before I was due to leave for Lagos, Nigeria, I woke up and did what I always tend to do first; grab my mobile phone, check my notifications and have a look at my roster.
Barcelona, estoy encantada.
I’m sitting here huddled in my new blaugrana scarf, watching as Camp Nou is slowly starting to fill.
Cape Town.
Until the end of January, there was still one continent left untouched (except of course Antarctica. But I don’t plan on visiting that anytime soon. For obvious reasons).
The 9th
Non exiguum temporis habemus sed multum perdidimus
From Sao Paolo to Perth, and all the good that lies in between.
Time is always an issue with this job.
Mauritius and Me. A love story.
Like most islanders, especially coming from a sunny island such as Malta, I crave for beaches and the sea.