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It's dark by 5pm and the John Lewis advert hits our screens next week - so it's basically Christmas, right?
The festival season is upon us! Take a seat, Coachella; you and your denim shorts, crochet, and gladiator sandals have been beaten by dirndls, barrels of potatoes, and welly-shaped glasses of Schnapps.
I love eating alone. Good book, table for one, a meal that only requires one hand so you can flip pages with the other, glass of wine, perfect. So when I was given Saturday evening off, I settled myself in a cosy corner of a winery restaurant planning to do just that.
My time in Germany is steadily starting to wind to a close and it seems as good a time as any to think about the things I've achieved (beyond learning the names of more Star Wars characters than I care to remember and honing my Top Trumps skills to Olympic standards).
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A collection of posts I wrote during the third year of my degree, which I spent au-pairing in Germany. |