How to make the most of your weekend visit home

Visiting home for a weekend when you live abroad can be described perfectly in just one word: Busy. Or in my mum’s words “friend-speed-dating”, which I think is a pretty good explanation. It’s go go go and the anxiety is real when I am sitting there trying to work out how I am possibly going…

Where do you call home?

Back in London and ready to tell my friends from home the story about a disastrous yet hilarious car sharing experience in Germany, I asked “Do you have a car sharing website?” Which was responded to with a strong “you!?” and a lot of laughter as we realised I hadn’t used the word ‘we’. Oops!…

Home for the weekend

Touching base I have never felt so excited to see London. Descending into Heathrow airport over the Thames, I saw Tower Bridge and The o2 Arena. I felt a smile spread across my face and a rush of excitement shoot through my body. I was back! Seven months is the longest I have been away…